Not a flawless movie by any stretch. Nonetheless, this quick one-off project for Wong Kar Wai pretty much defines the term ‘infectious.’
Tarantino said it best when he called it a movie for people who love film. He also had it right by saying it’s impossible to watch Chungking Express and not fall head over heels in love with Faye Wong. Her half of the split narrative, alongside Mr. Epitome-of-Cool Tony Leung, is the primary draw here.
And still, there’s no confusing it serves its weight by virtue of the anchoring segment which possesses plenty charm (and expired pineapple) of its own. Two great stories in one sumptuous parcel.
Altogether downright likable I tell ya.