I'm sorry I don't like to give negative reviews, but this movie was really so boring and pointless. Better watch paint dry on the wall than this mediocre film. Why was it even made? It has some good looking actors and nice decorative scenery, but I get that every day on TV. I see those pictures of Scotland on the wall in the waiting room of my dentist. Exactly the same in those movies they show on a sunday night on free TV for housewives.
All in all, a typical german film that has nothing to say and avoids any statement on society. It was probably also financed by a german TV network.
The plot is completely predictable. The actors don't have much chemistry. The guy is very handsome, which was probably why Aylin Tezel as the directress chose him, but lacks charisma. Both actors have these wooden faces, with not more than two or three expressions to fall into.
It's also overly long. I am wondering how this film even found financing. I heard that Tezel is a famous actress in Germany, that could have played a role. The film has totally failed in german box office. There is just no reason to buy a ticket. I couldn't tell you why you should. I just wouldn't be able to tell you a reason why to go see this movie. So apparently, it hasn't built up any word of mouth.
If some of this reads a little too simply, it is unfortunately because "Falling Into Place" really is an incredibly shallow movie. Grief, trauma, loss, all of this is actually only conjured up in order to stage an overly decorative sadness - first in front of a picturesque Scottish island landscape, and then in a more or less hip urban art scene. There is no real feeling anywhere in sight, and there is no room for a deeper thought either.
Instead, a handful of sayings about the "dating app generation" and its superficiality are thrown in for free by motherly friends. And the art discourse at the end, when Kira opens an exhibition as a painter with a series of portraits of her sad-looking lover, is so shallow that you can't help but think of the pictures on the walls of your local solarium.
The supposed dream couple in "Falling Into Place" doesn't really have anything to say to each other right from the start - let alone to us. The dialog is simple at best and, to put it less charitably, cliché-drunk, and the cinematic emphasis of the alleged romance is provided by a soundtrack plastered with soulful piano strumming and indie guitar pop alongside postcard landscapes bathed in warm light.
