At nearly two hours, the film drags. The middle section is a repetitive loop: they fight, they make up, they ride the motorbike, someone gets jealous, repeat. The supporting characters are cardboard cutouts—the jealous rich ex-boyfriend (Rokas) has no depth, Gabrielė’s mother is a one-note villain, and Stepas’s street crew are indistinguishable from any other generic movie gang.
Wait for TV. If you are a sucker for 2000s-style bad-boy romances and have never seen the original, you might enjoy the ride. Everyone else should steer clear. filmas trys metrai virs dangaus
Here is the core problem: Trys metrai virš dangaus is a scene-for-scene remake. If you have seen the Italian original or the Spanish version ( Tres metros sobre el cielo ), you already know every beat, every fight, every kiss, and every heartbreak. The film takes no risks. The dialogue is often stiff, translating Moccia’s melodramatic lines into Lithuanian without any natural flow. Teenagers in Vilnius do not talk like that. At nearly two hours, the film drags
The story follows Stepas (Marius Repšys), a rebellious street racer and brawler from the wrong side of the tracks, and Gabrielė (Džiugas Siaurusaitis), a sweet, upper-class photography student who lives by her mother’s rules. After a chance encounter, they collide in every sense of the word. Their relationship is a whirlwind of reckless motorbike rides, forbidden meetings, jealous exes, and the constant threat of violence. The title refers to the couple’s blissful escape—a feeling of being “three meters above the sky” when they are together, untouchable by the world below. Naturally, their paradise is fragile, and tragedy looms. Wait for TV