I think I'm going to give up on 'British film' altogether because I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of decent British movies I've seen in the last ten years. Kill List, Wuthering Heights, Duke of Burgundy, Children of men, Never Let me go, Brothers of the Head. OK, OK it's up to six.
This is just awful. I remember feeling annoyed that I'd paid over ten pounds to see carol Morley's Dreams of a Life in the cinema when watching it at home on a small screen wouldn't have made any difference to the interest of the documentary, it certainly didn't need a big screen. However it was an impressive enough documentary to make me want to watch this.
The Falling is about nothing. It's cliché ridden and it doesn't even convey the late sixties properly. A decent film maker would have, along with their cast, watched some sixties films and got them to speak, got the intonations and the accents right. People spoke in a different way fifty years ago but in this film they talk like they do nowadays? By ending a sentence as if it's a question? With that rising intonation of the voice? Also, like most British films, it doesn't have a big enough budget so we have a school that only seems to have about nine students. With the result that the mise en scene is just unbelievable.
Anyway I lost ninety minutes of my life watching this which I'll never recover and advise you avoid doing the same. I won't repeat what other commentators have said - this film goes nowhere and is an incoherent mess of clichés. That it got National Lottery funding says a lot about the UK taxpayer funded gravy train that is the British Film Institute. Not to mention the BBC who also bear responsibility for this wreck.
Stick with the DVDs of Powell and Pressburger or Nicholas Roeg and avoid anything else with the label 'British film'. British and film is a contradiction in terms.
This is just awful. I remember feeling annoyed that I'd paid over ten pounds to see carol Morley's Dreams of a Life in the cinema when watching it at home on a small screen wouldn't have made any difference to the interest of the documentary, it certainly didn't need a big screen. However it was an impressive enough documentary to make me want to watch this.
The Falling is about nothing. It's cliché ridden and it doesn't even convey the late sixties properly. A decent film maker would have, along with their cast, watched some sixties films and got them to speak, got the intonations and the accents right. People spoke in a different way fifty years ago but in this film they talk like they do nowadays? By ending a sentence as if it's a question? With that rising intonation of the voice? Also, like most British films, it doesn't have a big enough budget so we have a school that only seems to have about nine students. With the result that the mise en scene is just unbelievable.
Anyway I lost ninety minutes of my life watching this which I'll never recover and advise you avoid doing the same. I won't repeat what other commentators have said - this film goes nowhere and is an incoherent mess of clichés. That it got National Lottery funding says a lot about the UK taxpayer funded gravy train that is the British Film Institute. Not to mention the BBC who also bear responsibility for this wreck.
Stick with the DVDs of Powell and Pressburger or Nicholas Roeg and avoid anything else with the label 'British film'. British and film is a contradiction in terms.