With "Fallen Angels" Wong Kar-Wai gets back to the vignette structure and the razzle-stun way of "Chungking Express," the film that made him universally well known. Yet again wong brings us into Hong Kong around evening time, a claustrophobic neon-streaked city that is an authentic hare's warren, a labyrinth of dim rear entryways, small condos, clamoring shops, cafés and clubs- - to turn a couple of stories of fatalistic, energetic love.

"Fallen Angels" is an invigorating surge of a film, with every kind of risk everything visual grit that communicates entirely the nonconformists of his intense youngsters. (Chris Doyle is again Wong's cinematographer in the thing is developing into a wonderful coordinated effort.) Indeed, "Fallen Angels" commends youth, distinction and trying in a savage climate that is entirely man-made, an exacting hidden world like the laborers' domain of "City"- - just impressively less extensive. Life continues at a destructive exciting music beat.

The Agent (Michele Reis), a delightful young lady, has an issue. For quite a while she's had an optimal organization with Ming (Leon Lai). She lines up hit positions and Ming does them. As he tells us on the soundtrack, he cherishes his occupation since he's sluggish.

The Agent faxes Ming with guidelines and he starts shooting at the assigned targets. Despite the fact that they have little contact- - and maybe for that very explanation - the Agent has gone gaga for Ming- - exactly right now he's concluded he's needed to recover one such a large number of slugs from his body.

Meanwhile, we meet Zhiwu (Takeshi Kaneshiro, who infers the youthful Toshiro Mifune in looks and acting reach), an attractive ex-con who tells us (additionally through soundtrack portrayal) that he's been quiet since he lost his voice from eating terrible canned pineapple at 5 years old. Zhiwu lives with his single man father (Chen Wanlei), a culinary specialist, with whom he has a caring bond.

Zhiwu earns enough to pay the rent of sorts breaking into individuals' organizations after they're shut, then, at that point, opens them up and offers to clients late night. He breaks into a slaughterhouse, a hairstyling parlor and a frozen yogurt van with equivalent joy - and abundantly compresses items and administrations onto a not excited public 100% of the time.

Wong fabricates "Fallen Angels" to an agile, wonderfully arranged finale that finally merges his two stories sincerely into one, as character crash into destiny.

"Fallen Angels" outgrew "Chungking Express" just to outperform it in intricacy of style, insight and enthusiastic effect.

Made in 1995 just in the wake of "Chungking Express," "Fallen Angels" leaves you puzzling over whether in the present subsided Hong Kong on the off chance that Wong could pull off making so flippant a film.