Three Colours: White

The middle part, still in 1993, from Kieslowski. A slightly oddball picture, nearly even a comedy at times, with some weird psychological undercurrents.
Being white, we have the easiest way to have the colour scheme. We have the exposure technque, so that the white shines through, especially in the the snow. Thus we have a slightly hazy, even woozy feel to this at times, along with a slight delicacy, emphasised by the wonderfully shot blonde hair and pale palour of Julie Delpy.
This film is, again, technically, rather simple. Again, strange from the director one may think. Let us focus on the ideological and symbolic elements then. The key theme of this film is something out of nothing, something out of the whiteness. It is about wondering where things come from, and what we can create. Whether it is ever possible to have this something, coming from nothing.
This is a film about a man and his desires. It is about his phantasys in a properly Freudian sense, about his projections as he wishes to somehow create his desires. A political tone is certainbly here; in the conjunction of east and west, Poland and France, we have a man who has lost his desire in his move from the communist fold. We have the weird creation he must have. We have the incredible element of voyeurism; he is voyeur on every level, throughout every aspect of his relationship. He only seems able to function when he is a voyeur, that is the only time is repressed desire can be released in a culturally prescribed way.
This film is a kind of black comedy, and is in fact a little bit ridiculous. Probably remembered more as a curio, which one could write a Lacan essay about, it is nevertheless rather fun to sit through. Roll on the finale.