Falling Into Place review – Sally Rooney-core for…

Some­one has been read­ing a lit­tle too much Sal­ly Rooney, and that some­one is director/​writer and star Aylin Tezel, whose ambi­tious debut fea­ture, Falling Into Place, plays like a fine­ly-honed piece of Rooney-core for the big screen. Not a crit­i­cism, per se, but def­i­nite­ly a sig­ni­fi­er of the film’s stri­dent views on love, hap­pen­stance, shame, trau­ma, roman­tic demons, fam­i­ly demons, pro­fes­sion­al demons, and any type of demons really.

Tezel plays Kira, a speak-as-you-find Ger­man liv­ing in the UK, who meets cute (twice!) with Chris Fulton’s ultra-sen­si­tive mod­ern guy, Ian, ini­tial­ly while the pair are hol­i­day­ing on the Isle of Skye, and lat­er back in their nor­mal lives in the urban hellscape of London.

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Their idyl­lic first con­tact is rep­re­sent­ed via milky lens flares and bursts of euphor­ic, Eno-esque ambi­ent noise, as their ten­ta­tive con­nec­tion swift­ly blos­soms into some­thing mag­i­cal, but that some­thing”, it tran­spires, can be no more in this moment.

As both have to return to the dis­mal drudgery of their per­son­al and pro­fes­sion­al lives, not to men­tion their actu­al roman­tic part­ners. The idea of find­ing that per­fect oth­er but hav­ing to back away due to cir­cum­stance cer­tain­ly has val­ue, though Tezel does paint Kira and Ian as the only pure souls in a world of self-involved fools. And as such, they’re nev­er entire­ly like­able or relat­able heroes.

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