As a huge fan of Baldvin Z’s previous effort, 2014’s Life in a Fishbowl, my hopes were really high for his follow-up effort, Let Me Fall. Even though Life in a Fishbowl is a pretty harrowing film, Let Me Fall doubles up on the intensity, but perhaps with little of the sense of a neat, compact, “we’re all in this together” moment of catharsis.
Focusing on the struggles of addiction seen through the perspective of Magnea, who is enabled in her habits through her friend Stella (with hints of a relationship thrown in as well), Let Me Fall earns its 135 minute run time through montages, flashbacks, and a purveying heavy mood. Yet, strangely, the film does not incorporate Þorsteinn Bachmann into more than a supporting player as a helpless protective father, and keeps the focus on the pair, from adolescence into adulthood.
The addiction journey is a strenous and difficult one, so stay for the film only if you’re ready for a chilling time.
