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Cult Review
Senior Film Conservator
Look, if you are looking for a gritty, realistic sports drama, turn back now. You’ll probably hate this if you need your movies to have a coherent plot or a sense of personal space. But if you dig black-and-white comedies where people fall over for no reason and everyone is shouting, you’ll have a weirdly good time with Sto metrów milosci.
It’s worth a watch just to see Adolf Dymsza doing his thing. He has this manic energy that makes the whole screen feel like it’s vibrating. ⚡
The whole premise is that Dodek is a street kid who just happens to be the fastest guy alive. It reminds me a bit of the frantic pacing in The Detectress, where things just happen because the script says so, not because they make sense. Nobody really trains, they just show up and run.
There is a moment where Dodek is standing at the starting line, and the camera just stares at his face for way too long. He looks terrified. Then he runs, and the background blur is so fake it’s almost charming.
It’s not as polished as The Girl in the Checkered Coat, but it has this raw, silly vibe. Sometimes the movie stops moving entirely just to let a joke land, and if the joke doesn't land—which happens a lot—it gets pretty awkward.
You can tell the budget wasn't exactly overflowing. The track scenes look like they were filmed in someone’s backyard. It’s scrappy. I kind of respect that.
Honestly, the ending is abrupt. It just stops. No real payoff, just a fade to black like the director got bored and went home for lunch. 🥪
If you want something to fill an hour without demanding your brain cells, this is it. It’s imperfect, it’s loud, and it’s totally 1930s.