Director: Krzysztof Kieslowski
The Double Life of Veronique falls into that category of film that has to be watched a second time, but is not interesting enough to merit a second watch. Irene Jacob's Veronica takes a trip to Poland where her exact double (Weronica) glimpses her riding a bus. Then some unusual stuff happens, and then the film ends.
There's clearly a lot in here about the nature of identity, how environment shapes who we are, and the role of art in guiding us into our adult selves. Still, this film seems like a flight of fancy for the Cannes crowd - I'm just not sure what I'm supposed to care about in it.
Apparently the Polish tend to think of themselves as being just like the French. It is, they think, only because of inexplicable and unfortunate quirks of history that France has become a wealthy and civilized nation of world historical importance while Poland has, well, not. I am told that this film is much more poignant if you're a Polish person who feels that way.
ReplyDeleteWhy is this apparent? Why do the Polish think of themselves as being like the French? Explain, sir.
ReplyDeleteI don't know why they think that.
ReplyDeleteWeird. Perhaps the world was supposed to marvel at Polish ingenuity, but their work on the submarine with a screen door was aborted by constant war?
ReplyDeleteNext you'll tell me the Irish think they could've been just like the English, except for circumstance.