Just finished The Double Life of Veronique and one of the many extras. What an amazing movie. it brought back a feeling of the foreign films that I loved so much in the 1970s. That refusal to answer questions, that uninhibited use of nudity, that emphasis on character through performances so layered and unaffected.
It's no wonder that the producer, everyone's favorite, Harvey Weinstein, made the director shoot another ending for American audiences, oen all touchy-feely and unnecessary.