Fallen Angels

Very much a companion piece to Chungking Express - late night diners, alienated gangsters, air stewardesses ungraspable, tinned pineapple with significant expiry dates - though moodier and without the other's giddy lightness, and splashily violent in bursts. The film's kinetic editing and camerawork coupled with blurry slower-paced interludes and downbeat, contemplative voiceovers put me in mind of the two Godards I've seen lately (Bande à part and Alphaville), but what it mostly is, is pure Wong Kar-wai (albeit less luscious and drenched in colour than his pre-Blueberry latter-day films).