This middle entry into Kieslowski’s Three Colors Trilogy never announces itself as a masterpiece but underneath its slight exterior lies a deceptively poignant meditation on the irony of luck. What makes it truly essential viewing is that it displays just how talented Kieslowski was with plot mechanics — twists that would otherwise seem farfetched and circuitous are rendered seamless through assured comedy and cumulative gravity. Not an emotional knockout like much of The Decalogue or the rest of this trilogy, White accomplishes the perhaps more difficicult task of keeping a poor man’s plight in good humor and through a number of breathless transitions bringing his troubles into a beautiful full circle. The final shots in particular are absolutely masterful — you know you are in the hands of a great storyteller when context has prepped you to find such a cutely absurd moment so utterly fitting.
Rating: 8.5/10
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