The Falling

Synopsis: It's 1969 at a strict English girls' school where charismatic Abbie and intense and troubled Lydia are best friends. After a tragedy occurs at the school, a mysterious fainting epidemic breaks out threatening the stability of all involved.
Director(s): Carol Morley
Production: Cinedigm
  2 wins & 4 nominations.
 
IMDB:
5.4
Metacritic:
71
Rotten Tomatoes:
74%
NOT RATED
Year:
2014
102 min
$144,370
989 Views


"There was a time

"when meadow, grove, and stream,

"The earth,

and every common sight,

"To me did seem.

"Apparell'd in celestial light,

"The glory and the freshness

of a dream.

"It is not now

as it hath been of yore;

"Turn wheresoe'er I may,

"By night or day,

The things which I have seen

I now can see no more."

Hey.

What's wrong?

Nothing...

I suppose.

Huh.

Good morning, Miss Mantel.

Sit.

To the front, please, Abigail.

School regulations

dictate, as you well know,

skirts should be

no more than two inches

from the ground when kneeling.

Up.

And those are not regulation.

Stop your clowning.

It'll get you nowhere,

Abigail Mortimer.

Ha ha!

An egg is a cell.

It has a nucleus and membrane.

Oh.

When the yolk matures,

the follicular sac ruptures.

If any blood vessels

cross the stigma,

a small drop of blood

may get on a yolk

as it's released

from the follicle.

It's what causes

most blood spots in eggs.

Egg first or chicken,

Mr. Hopkins?

The egg's still

a mystery to scientists.

It's complex.

It's a tiny center of life.

And she's, like,

all acting like...

Ha ha ha!

See her, like, scurrying

through the cupboards.

"I'm running late!"

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

What's in it?

I used to have hair your color.

Have I told you that?

No. I don't think so,

Mrs. Lamont.

Oh, come on.

We've heard it millions.

Thanks, Abbie.

You're an angel.

Just look.

Imagine what it's seen.

In time, this mantled oak,

let's meet underneath it

the same day every year

for the rest of our lives.

"The moon doth with delight.

"Look round her when

the heavens are bare,

"Waters on a starry night.

Are beautiful..."

"and fair."

"There was a time

when meadow, grove, and stream,

"The earth,

and every common sight,

"To me did seem.

"Apparell'd in celestial light,

"The glory and the freshness

of a dream.

"It is not now

as it hath been of yore;

"Turn wheresoe'er I may,

"By night or day,

The things which I have seen

I now can see no more."

"The Rainbow comes and goes,

"And lovely is the Rose,

"The Moon doth with delight.

"Look round her

when the heavens are bare,

"Waters on a starry night.

Are beautiful and fair."

Try not to be

quite so emphatic.

"The sunshine

is a glorious birth;

"But yet I know, where'er I go,

That there hath past

a glory from the earth."

That will do.

When that's gone

all the way in,

slide the other tube up, too,

then pull them both out.

Any questions?

As you know, I'm a virgin.

So?

Virgins can use them.

Anyway,

let's establish your

status, shall we?

Oh, Lamb...

You lost it, Abbie, didn't you?

In a car. What can I say?

I don't get it.

Close your eyes.

Kiss your lips.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

It takes you somewhere else.

Abbie?

That's why you're upset.

But...

I can't be.

He pulled out early,

said it was a really

Catholic thing to do.

Yeah. We know. The bell's rung.

Sorry. They're not my rules.

Don't tell anyone,

but we think I'm pregnant.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Crowd goes wild. Ha ha ha!

So... not seen you

in a while, Abbie.

Been busy, Kenneth Nevercan.

Looks that way.

Ha ha ha!

It's your turn to go

to the launderette.

Yeah, yeah, Crazy Face.

Don't get your

knickers in a twist.

Come on.

Abbie... Hmm?

Do you mind just grabbing

a couple of the things

out of the laundry basket?

Stop. OK.

I was an egg.

Now I've made an egg.

Actually, we're already

born with all our eggs.

I feel so crummy.

Pregnancy's no good for you.

Look at our mothers. Ha ha!

You've always had it in

for your mum, haven't you?

Me?

Morty, she's had it in for me

since the day I was conceived.

Gin and a knitting needle.

Yeah.

Mm...

I'm definitely bigger.

They're killing me.

Oh...

You've changed. Ha!

Did we extend the invitation?

Oh, loosen up, Crazy Face.

I don't want to be loose.

Oh, nice.

"Everything that lives

"serves the purposes

of the earth.

Everything that dies

serves the moon."

Huh?

You know I'm pregnant. Ugh!

She's telling everyone.

You're in trouble? Kenneth!

Let's do some magic

with a "K" to dispel it.

I could do a spell.

Yeah. When's that

ever worked, hmm?

I know that most people

think it's bad,

but all "the occult"

actually means is hidden.

Oh.

On a more practical... note,

a bit of...

vigorous exercise

might get rid of it.

Let's go dancing.

Yeah. Where?

Not far.

Ha ha ha!

Come on.

Oh, I want you. Come on.

Come on. Come to me.

Come on. Come to me.

Come on. Uh!

Come on.

Uh...

Um...

Um...

This situation has made

you so unpredictable.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what came over me.

It's just, you're...

you know, everything, and...

And vise-a versa.

It didn't mean a thing, truly.

Oh... it's only Kenneth.

He went on about

the laws of love,

you know, free love.

And you told Susan

about your situation.

I wanted shock on that

innocent, little face.

I think I've wet myself.

Uh, maybe you're losing it.

No. It's just

a bit of, you know.

He said the French call

an orgasm a small death.

That's what

it's like, you know.

When a guy's inside you

and you get it right,

feels like you're blacking out,

dying.

Abigail Mortimer

and Lydia Lamont,

detention.

During the war, I always managed

to arrive on time...

even contending with doodlebugs.

One day, you'll realize

that even you, Abigail,

are living history.

Oh! For crying out loud!

Uh, uh... Janet,

go and get a mop.

Oh...

Shame to waste it.

You think it tastes...

metallic?

That happened when

my mum was pregnant.

I didn't say anything.

Oh...

According to Lydia,

my body has become a situation.

We'll soon be dealing

with the situation.

You're not gonna get

rid of it yourselves.

We've got it under control.

It's not passed you by.

It's legal nowadays.

Not for the likes of us.

Abbie?

Ha ha ha!

So you will each learn

these recipes off by heart.

Can we learn a poem

instead, Miss Mantel?

No.

I'll be back shortly.

Her breath stinks.

Puking up on her is probably

the most attention

she's ever had.

Never lived. Ahh...

"Savory turnovers

make a tasty dish

and a pleasant change

from the ordinary fare."

Keep thinking about keeping it.

I know you don't want it.

I'll get medical books

from the library, Morty.

Nothing'll go wrong. I know.

It's just a feeling.

But you can't trust feelings.

We're not kids anymore, Lamb.

We've got to face up to it.

There's a real world out here.

Yeah, and you're

the center of it.

What's that?

All this because he had a car,

and what the hell was Kenneth?

He's my brother.

Why is doing it so

important to you, anyway?

I don't get it.

I feel so crummy.

I can't focus properly,

Miss Mantel, honestly.

I feel so awful.

Crying out loud, oh...

Oh, I've better things to do

with my time than this.

Out. Out.

Say something, please.

We'll always be,

whatever happens.

What do you want me to say?

I'm sure you have

something in mind.

You always seem to these days.

You even sided with my mother.

Oh, don't be like that.

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Carol Morley

Carol Anne Morley (born 14 January 1966) is an English film director, screenwriter and producer. She is best known for her semi-documentary Dreams of a Life, released in 2011, about Joyce Carol Vincent, who died in her North London bedsit in 2003, but was not discovered until 2006.Her older brother is the music journalist, critic and producer Paul Morley. more…

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