Recensioni di Metacritic

Fabulously kinetic.

Tykwer's style gives the movie an explosive energy that never quits, marking him as the most ingenious new talent to hail from Germany in ages.

As essential in its own way as Anton Karas' celebrated zither work was to "The Third Man," Lola's music is perfectly suited to the film's aims and just about addictive in its throbbing, insinuating rhythms.

The kind of thing Franz Kafka might have dreamed up, had he only had access to a daily dose of MTV.

A knock-down, haywire ballad of the adrenalinization of love and despair.

The film's extra-special trick, the one that kicks in under your radar because it's so busy with all the flash, is that it makes you care deeply for Lola and Manni.

The action is so fast that the viewer almost breaks out in a sweat...Ultimately vapid. Lola never does develop as a character, and the fuss seems ultimately pointless.

An enjoyably glib and refreshingly terse exercise in big beat and constant motion.

May be all Eurotrash flash, but it's not often that a film packs this much visceral punch.

About as entertaining as a no-brainer can be--a lot more fun, for my money, than a cornball theme-park ride like "Speed," and every bit as fast moving. But don't expect much of an aftertaste.