Graham’s review published on Letterboxd:
emotion | feeling | heartbeat | pulse | ba-dum, ba-dum
As the words of a thousand poets flood this simple mind, it drifts to places yet unseen. Places between this life and the next, that caress the soul and illuminate the very dreams of man. Lost inside the sheer perfection of Irène Jacob's diamanté skin and drawn by the hand of a director with romantic mischief on the brain, La double vie de Véronique meanders on a steady course to chaotically blissful happiness.
This was my first Krzysztof Kieślowski many years ago, and his breakthrough film to an international market that would go on to cherish his work dearly. A director with poise and passion, Kieslowski could truly capture the character and mystical sense of human character in his film.
Jacob plays the reflective roles of Weronika, Polish soprano and French music teacher Véronique. Two sides of one glistening coin destined never to meet. Separate beings on different timeframes, joined at the soul.
Supported by a blissfully operatic score from Zbigniew Preisner, The Double Life of Véronique is an enigmatic parcel of joy from start to end.