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La double vie de Véronique (1991)

The polish identy vanishes, the french lives on. A delicate, beautiful face contorts and writhes with lust, pain, bewilderment, fear, curiosity etc. The powerful forces of music and love intertwine. As sensual, stylish and intelligent as this is, I have neither the inclination nor the energy to solve Kieslowskis riddles. Plus I have problems with the dated male voyeuristic tendencies.

Not in my book.

Double
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