"Do you believe that there's a one true love?" asks Meg Ryan in the French Kiss, a lovely and funny romantic comedy that I've seen recently during my Italian vacation. "Don't be naive" responds a moustached Kevin Kline.
"If it's a soulmate it's not supposed to end? It doesn't happen twice in a lifetime" thinks Antoine Godin, played by Kevin Parent, a recently divorced handsome DJ who, before meeting his current girlfriend was married to Carol, his teenage love, whom he identified as his soulmate.
Carol cannot let go to the only man she has ever loved and feels depressed with some recurrent crisis of somnambulism while trying to figure out what went bad. She cannot recover and she cannot function alone in a world in which she was supposed to be part of a pair. To make matters worse, her rival is a beautifully young blonde who is about to become the stepmother of her two daughters.
Her husband finds himself connected to two women: his former wife who haunts his thoughts and memories and Rose (Evelyn Brochu) who he identifies as the true soul mate.
In the same time, the action flashes back to Paris, 1969, where Vanessa Paradis, playing the role of Jaqueline is a devoted single mother raising her first child, Laurent who is suffering from Down syndrome. When her 7 years old son falls in love with a colleague and declares her that she loves Veronique (the girl) as much as he loves her and when she sees the pangs and physical pain he feels when he is far away from the girl, she becomes obsessively protective.
Carol identifies herself with Jaqueline after a visit to a medium and knowing the ending of that story she decides to change the path of her present life. A critic said that sometimes it takes two lives to mend a broken heart.
There are clues spread everywhere about the connections between present and past, with all the possibilities of what reincarnation might bring along: silhouettes in photos, a haunting song, a plane on the sky. It is a story about love, love triangles, soulmates, injustice and sacrifice. The movie startled me: it was beautifully done from an aesthetical point of view, no comment about that.
But are we supposed to have only a soul mate? Does everyone meets his/hers?
Do you meet your soul mate in each life (provided you believe in reincarnation)?
Are we allowed to ruin a family just because someone awakes the sparkle in us?
Is emotional attachment to be avoided as if it were a plague or is it a sign that you belong in a story?
Was he only chasing the dreams of a bigger love or did he really found somebody with whom he connected to all levels (the new couple is mostly showed in bed)?
A mother in a previous life becomes a wife in the next one in the movie. Freud would pe pleased. But still she is not enough.
Are we hopelessly romantic to believe in soul mates or is it all a big sweetened bogus?
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