Tom Tykwer's followup to Run, Lola, Run is something of a letup -- or from the audience's point of view, a letdown. Franka Potente, the Lola runner, is back on board, but after she gets flattened by a truck and released from the hospital on shaky pins fifty-three days later, she is not doing any running. She is, however, searching doggedly for the lachrymose stranger who performed a lifesaving tracheotomy on her with a jackknife and a soda straw underneath the truck. The plotting is as recklessly tricksy as we have come to expect of Tykwer, but the slower pacing exposes it to brutal scrutiny. The visual trick near the end -- the doppelgänger at the gas station and in the back seat -- bears up better. With Benno Furmann, Joachim Krol. (2001) — Duncan Shepherd
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