The Basic Plot in the Form of a Haiku:

                       Running in German
                       Lola is so frickin' cool
                       Thumpa-thumpa-BLEET.

My Basic Ramblings: Ladies and Gentlemen, I have a new role model.

Oh my God is this movie cool.  I'm going to move to Germany, dye my hair the flaming, screaming red it deserves to be, get a tattoo on my stomach, wear nothing but powder-blue tank tops (with my bra straps hanging out), green checked pants and big brown shoes.  I'm going to learn how to shatter glass by screaming.  I'm going to bring people back to life just by holding their hand.  I'm going to run, run, run Whitney run until my little legs fall off.

Let's just imagine it, shall we?

CHRIS: (on phone) Um, Whitney, I need you to get $100,000 for me.  I bid on a computer on eBay but  I lost the money and I don't want to get any negative feedback.  If you can't get me the money in twenty minutes, I'm going to rob the Wegmans which I am standing outside of.

WHITNEY: (on phone) Ooooooooooooooookay.

(WHUMP-THUMPA-WHUMP-THUMPA-BLEEEEEEEEET and WHITNEY runs out the door. She makes it about a quarter of a mile before collapsing in an exhausted heap.  CHRIS robs the Wegmans and gets shot.)

Lola is probably the coolest heroine of a movie I've seen in quite some time.  She'd kick Rose Bukater's corseted butt six ways to Sunday and tell Heather Donahue to stop being so damned annoying.

I am very much an advocate of the "a butterfly flapping its wings in Kansas City leads to the smash success of Runaway Bride" theory of
life, so I thought the little still-shot interludes of the people Lola bumps into or interacts with were really neat.  I've often wondered how my life changes if I do something or don't do something, so getting to see multiple results satisfies my curiosity.

Much has been said about how incredibly shallow this movie is, how there's little to no deep character development, how the plot is sketchy at best.  Well, y'know what?  That describes about 95% of movies that are out there.  (I'm looking directly at you, Wild Wild West.)It's like one of those paperweights that's made to look like a wrapped package.  If you know that there's nothing interesting inside the package, but you can appreciate the wrapping, you're okay and it's cool.   If you're told repeatedly (by hype and buzz) that you will love what's inside the pretty wrapping, and you open it and discover there's only a block of wood or whatever inside, you're going to be ripped off.

Lots of people say "I don't want to go to the movies to think, I want to go to be entertained," and then they go see predictable dreck like
Armageddon or Austin Powers 2 or whatever.  For me, Run Lola Run is the pure entertainment I seek when I "don't want to think" at the movies.

I liked this movie so much I'm even willing to overlook the grammatical error in the subtitles (the old "your" instead of "you're" thing).

And I want the soundtrack.  Badly.