Summary
Find Me Falling offers nothing to fall for, ironically.
To be frank, Find Me Falling is a Hallmark movie filmed in Cyprus. We’ve seen it all before: a man moves to a location to be alone, bumps into a new or old flame, and his entire perspective changes based on the feeling of love.
There’s a slightly different angle to Find Me Falling, which is suicide, a theme the film enjoys planting a couple of jokes around. John, a failing rock star, has managed to secure a lovely tiny home at a cliffside in Cyprus, but he only got it cheap because it’s famous for people jumping off. He realizes that he’s sitting on a horrific tourist spot quickly, with the police only able to shrug at him.
Eventually, John bumps into an old flame, the one that got away years ago because… he got too successful. He didn’t have time for a wife. He only had time for sex, drugs, and rock and roll.
This is not a bad romantic comedy from Netflix by any means. Find Me Falling is scenic, and respects the culture of Cyprus, and once the romantic plot gets rolling, there’s something to aim for. I did find it strange that this is an English-language movie. It certainly stands out as such, but what’s weird is that it’s the primary language. You’d expect characters to at least speak Greek or Turkish by default, but maybe I’m nitpicking on a movie that is not that deep.
There’s no real meaning behind Find Me Falling apart from “Lost Love.” Is John a terrible person for enjoying his career and women? The film does not suggest so. Is he a failure for not being able to continue his music career? Again, there are no strong feelings to allow us to think that.
That’s the problem if anything: Find Me Falling has nothing for me to fall into. I did not feel anything, and I was not sold by the chemistry of the two leads. The Netflix film slightly suggests I should feel sorry for John or at least pity him, but if this is rock bottom, then I’d happily have this later in life. A beautiful cliffside, scenic home, beautiful food, nice views, and the glistening olive skin of the women I approach.
I’m sorry. I got a bit carried away. I had more feelings after the movie than during it, so take that as you will about whether you should watch it.
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