Fredrik Fyhr’s review published on Letterboxd:
Well here's a film I'm not done with yet. Certain directors you love so much you don't want to watch all their films at once. At least that is how it is with me and Kieslowski, a human being I feel so spiritually close to that I bascially am, or could be, or would be, or well - just what this one is about: Two people in different countries who look identical to each other and lead lives who mirror each other's.
(Of course I'm obviously not tooting my own horn saying I posess any of Kieslowski's talent, I'm just talking about that intuitive notion when you feel you totally get where another guy is coming from)
Sounds like a high concept plot or another chapter in the "mysterious arthouse"-genre (another movie basically aping after PERSONA).
But of course it's not. Kieslowski had an utterly inexplicable talent: He could find the "magic" of life by filming quite mundane things, and he captured the sense of transcendence within the human mind without ever exagerrating the images. Just by focusing on the smallest of details in everyday life (a tree, a cup of coffee, bed sheets, a dove, a bus, a marble) he found quite sufficient symbols within plots that were so simple they'd hatch, and out comes fascinating subject matters and ideas regarding the weird fact that we inhabit this planet day by day.