Kieslowski could perhaps be properly compared to Kierkegaard. Both thinkers celebrate faith (rather than religion or dogma). Indeed, both are deeply suspicious, even fearful, of organized social movements, spiritual or otherwise.
Kieslowski was a Christian, anti-communist in socialist Poland when and where he made this film. I hate the artist's ideology, but cannot help but be drawn to his philosophy: chance determines identity, which is to say that chance determines the way in which this world will scar you, shape you into the damaged creature you are. Here we see chance determine three parallel lives for one man, but all end in some ruin or another: be it ethical, romantic, or mortal.
We must all take the leap into the abyss, but chance determines the precipice to which we must sacrifice ourselves.
Kieslowski was a Christian, anti-communist in socialist Poland when and where he made this film. I hate the artist's ideology, but cannot help but be drawn to his philosophy: chance determines identity, which is to say that chance determines the way in which this world will scar you, shape you into the damaged creature you are. Here we see chance determine three parallel lives for one man, but all end in some ruin or another: be it ethical, romantic, or mortal.
We must all take the leap into the abyss, but chance determines the precipice to which we must sacrifice ourselves.