By merely asking grandiose abstract questions and presenting similarly limited answers, both of which never realize themselves in the film itself, life seems nihilistic. One of my first depressing existential realizations, at the onset of adolescence, something no one had even mentioned to me, was that people are pressured to pick one career, reproduce, and pass the process on to the next generation.
1932 "Who am I? It's an extremely difficult question. Because we all have to live up to so many different expectations that we can't always be one thing. However I'm very clear about what I'd like. I'd like to live in a world made up of real stuff, not fiction and appearances." Kieslowski is a true master of cinema!