Sometime during my sophomore year of college, I saw The Double Life of Veronique, the first Krzysztof Kieslowski movie I’d ever seen. I haven’t been the same since. The film mesmerized me even though I wasn’t even completely sure about what was happening within it. Sure, a big part of it was the luscious presence of the movie’s star, Irene Jacob. But the larger issue was the movie’s director. Before David Lynch, before Luis Buñuel, before Stan Brakhage, Kieslowski was the filmmaker who introduced dream cinema—movies that capture the alluring, frustrating, nonsensical dream state—to me, and made me realize what it could say to me that realist film could not. The movie is emblematic of Kieslowski’s oeuvre in that it beguiles and entrances, but is grounded in modern city life and has gritty, pugnacious wit. It moves beyond and beneath logic while being thoroughly rooted in the quotidian.
And so, to ring in the New Year with savoir-faire, to usher in the springtime, and to celebrate the Criterion Collection’s gorgeous new edition of Veronique, I propose a Kieslowski blog-a-thon. The dates: March 2-5, 2007. Be there or be square.
Let me know by email or in the comments box if you’ll be participating, and I’ll be sure to direct readers to your entry. Spread the word.