There are always unstoppable thoughts about twins.
"Walking in the White Night" has Xue Sui and Liang, and Liang's death at the end and Xue Sui's abnormal indifference tell the story that no one else will hold hands with her in the white night. Both Veronicas have the same soul that loves to sing. Magnifying glasses, rings, and crystal balls shaped the bonds that implicated them like tokens. The lingering spot of light on the wall wanders in a room with only one person, so, not alone.
In "Suzhou River" there is a question of "Am I the peony you are looking for?" Meimei began to doubt her own identity, questioning her identity, her love, and her existence. When Veronica in France was happy with her boyfriend, she felt that another life was also a part of her own life. "I don't know why, I feel very sad" together with the sentence "I'm in love", so she had doubts, so Victoria Ronica needs to find the looming unknown.
In "Love Letter", there are Bozi and Shu, one is the past and the other is the present. One from the desire to return to death in the snow to feel the new life, one from the shadow of death and re-experience the warmth of memory. Life is fleeting, but Fujii's life has two carriers, and did not really leave in the forgetfulness of his parents. As for Veronica of Poland, she died in the song of her love, "Song to Heaven", which is an unparalleled sublimation. "Whoever dies, a part of himself dies. Because I am included in the concept of human mastery, I never ask for whom the death knell is tolling. It is for me and for you.
" Yuan is opposed, and they are regarded as the existence of spirit and flesh, then the soul has made its own demonstration for the other half. "Please go back to the homeland you are familiar with, don't venture into the vast sea with me, and get lost in case you lose me."
She was educated and arranged by fate to explore, and she felt both warnings and unease, She gave up singing. The choices are different, but they all have the yearning for a better life, but they all seem to be missing something.
So life has different meanings, and the language of art is at least the same.
Meeting the puppet artist gave Veronica a way to find, maybe he understood his hidden emotions, and the stories of art and death he wrote seemed to imply something. It was also he who pointed out the photo that made Veronica confirm the other half.
Meimei finally confirmed the "other life" in her "dual life", maybe she finally confirmed herself, or maybe she felt more confused and left. Unable to accept the puppeteer's narration that "the other is for backup", Veronica also left. But photographers don't go to Meimei; the Polish Veronica is dead, and the other Veronica can't find the light of the soul's real existence.
At the end, she supported the tree trunk, the puppet artist's path could not be found, life was gone, and the fetters of identity, appearance, hobby, and name were gone. Only return to the original origin of life. In Poland, she still remembers that she was facing the stars when she was a child, and that was her home; in France, she started from the touch of the leaf veins and returned to the origin, also looking for her home, and the song "Song to Heaven" sounded.
"Since I can only call you with the song to heaven, let us meet in heaven."
Maybe all the attachments to twins are that there is another me in the world, doing things I can't accomplish, Guide me and accompany me, so the soul is no longer alone, in another corner of the world, listening to the singing of the other half. That is where the soul resides.
"The supreme creator, the great power of the sky, the
supreme wisdom, and the great love at the head,
created me according to justice."
Kieslowski's films always revolve around "what is the destiny of mankind, the desire and Can loneliness be redeemed?” unfolds. He never gave a clear answer.
A girl from Paris said that after watching this film, she began to know that the soul does exist. The director used the sentence of Dante's "The Divine Comedy·Paradise", which is about religion, about heaven, and about the height of the soul. Coming to the world, among the 6 billion insignificant individuals, everyone can only walk alone, desperately looking for the other half who has no sense of distance.
How fortunate it would be to have the existence of the other half who had the same connection; how sad it would be to lose it.
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