The Double Life of Véronique

The Double Life of Véronique ★★★★½

it’s that haunting sensation of being slowly pulled into a dream: those moments when you’re too aware of what follows, when you find yourself stuck in between dimensions as you drift away, your skin melting away somehow into the veins of a greater mind, something shared and connected. the use of colour belongs in another world; it’s burning bright on the edge of the universe, just about ready to let us in on some of its secrets. it’s a melancholy that can’t be described in words, because it comes alive in its images and sounds, the empty spaces that leave you with a sense of longing and the hands reaching out to pull you into that loneliness. it moves outside of itself to weave its way itself inside of you; twisting the pathways of your thoughts into one another, leaving you wondering what else you might have been missing.