There’s rarely been more concentrated cinematic energy than in this incredibly compact, thrilling movie—nor could there be much more energy than in star Franka Potente’s unforgettable embodiment of Lola, whose movie this just plain is. “Run Lola Run is a madly spinning top of a movie—one that, I suspect, will eventually be regarded as the art-house smash that heralded the 21st century… The ferociously infectious, candy-colored jump-cut style of Run Lola Run is pure, propulsive pop. The movie would have been unthinkable prior to the age of MTV and Tarantino, Oliver Stone and Trainspotting. Still, for all its pulsating, razor-edited exuberance, the film is ultimately as unique as its sources. In its speed and elegant hyper-precision, its celebration of action as devotion, it’s a new-style girl-power daydream. The film’s burbly techno soundtrack never stops, and neither does its heroine, Lola, a tattooed Berlin punkette with flame-red hair who has just 20 minutes to come up with 100,000 marks for her boyfriend, Manni. He owes the money to a gangster, but he left a plastic bag full of cash on the subway, where it fell into the hands of a derelict. At noon, Manni plans to walk into a supermarket and commit a desperate robbery, virtually ensuring his doom”—Entertainment Weekly. Only Lola can save him. But there will be no less than three endings to this story…. R. 1999. In German with English subtitles. 81 Min.