Weird and wonderful, The Fall is nothing short of a contemporary The Wizard of Oz, a hypnotic and intoxicating tale of ravishing beauty and spellbinding imagination.
Sometime around the dawn of cinema, a movie stuntman languishes in a Los Angeles hospital after a fall from a bridge shatters his spine as well as any chance that he will ever walk again. It was an impossibly dangerous stunt. Only a madman would have dared it. The sort of madman whose beautiful girlfriend has left him for the film's dashing leading man. One level up, a five-year-old immigrant girl with a smashed arm recovers after tumbling from an orange tree in the grove where her itinerant, Romanian family labors. Driven by an insatiable curiosity, she wanders the hospital grounds, collecting trinkets to tuck away in a cigar box clutched inelegantly at the end of her cast-encased arm.
Alexandria (Catinca Untaru) is looking for a friend and Roy (Pushing Daisies' Lee Pace) is looking for a way out. Roy woos Alexandria to his bedside with tales of epic heroes, magical lands and larger-than-life quests. He doles out only a morsel of his story at a time. If she wants to hear more, she'll have to undertake a perilous quest of her own—stealing a bottle of morphine pills from the infirmary. He tells her he is having trouble sleeping, but we know he wants the pills so that he can sleep forever. His tale is so enchanting that Alexandria will do whatever Roy asks of her.
His tall tale is one of bloody revenge. Five men find their lives joined together by one common bond—the desire to slay the wicked King Odious. There is the Italian, a bomb-maker of such skill that the fretful king banished him from those he loved forever; an Indian whose wife was kidnapped ...1