The Fall, sublimely strange and unloved since its Toronto debut two years ago, is the end product. Like the fantasy it most resembles, Terry Gilliam’s vastly underrated The Adventures Of Baron Munchausen, it has a zing of quixotic optimism – and the baroque beauty of creative decadence. The action begins in a frond-laden Los Angeles hospital at the dawn of movies, where a hobbled, suicidal stuntman, Roy (Lee Pace – most famous for his lead role in TV’s Pushing Daisies), and odd little Alexandria (Romanian find Catinca Untaru), a five-year-old girl whose arm is cocked in a brace, bond over the telling of a tale.
That tale, sprung to life in a hyperreal zone of bandits, deserts, a mischievous monkey and the quizzical Charles Darwin (and ‘cast’ with the patients that Alexandria sees all around her), represents an Arabian fantasy that’s never been so stunningly put on film. Scored to grandiose Beethoven and increasingly tinged by the fatalism of Roy’s death wish, these escapades burn with emotion: metaphors for the end of dreams. Perhaps The Fall is sentimental. But so much of it is more virtuoso than anything else out there.
|Stars:||Lee Pace, Justine Waddell, Justine Waddell, Catinca Untaru, Sean Gilder, Aiden Lithgow|