The Falling is a 1987 movie starring Dennis Christopher, Martin Hewitt, and Lynn-Holly Johnson. This film was also known as Alien Predator and Mutant 2.
Three teenagers vacationing in Spain drive through a town where the space station Skylab crashed several years earlier, bringing with it alien organisms that transform their human hosts into flesh-eating monsters. Unfortunately, parts of the real Skylab fell in Australia.
The Falling is a 2015 British mystery drama film written and directed by Carol Morley. It stars Maisie Williams and Florence Pugh as best friends at an all-girls school. The film also stars Greta Scacchi, Monica Dolan, Maxine Peake, and Mathew Baynton. Production began in October 2013. The film premiered at the BFI London Film Festival on 11 October 2014 and was released theatrically on 24 April 2015 in the UK. The Falling earned £468,762 on a £750,000 budget.
In 1969, Lydia and Abbie are best friends at an English girls school. Lydia, the neglected daughter of an agoraphobic mother, becomes fixated on Abbie, who has begun to explore her sexuality. Before having sex with Lydia's brother in an attempt to abort her pregnancy by another boy, Abbie begins to suffer from fainting spells. She suffers an episode shortly after a stint in detention with Lydia and dies in the process. Shortly after Abbie's burial, Lydia begins suffering as well from fainting spells, and it soon becomes an epidemic, with numerous girls and a young teacher in the school spontaneously passing out for no more than a few seconds. Lydia becomes convinced that the administration must take action, much to the chagrin of the school principal.
[Verse 1]
Guns, bitches, hoes, crack
Death and disease, and a baseball bat
S-T-Ds that have no name
Down at the clinic with a face full'a shame
Russian Roulette with a naked flame
Dangerously slow but in the fast lane
A big nose bleed and a bag of cocaine
Just got the news about the tumour in my brain
But we don't care so we sniff it all the same
Caught my best friend sleepin' with my girlfriend, Jane
Now I'm thinkin' of a way to get them slain
Assassins for hire, they shall get paid
Two-G, Three-G, what-ever it costs
None of those fools shoulda got me crossed
I'm just about ready for some treachorous fame
Ten grenades on the plane, whoops, another Dunblane
[Verse 2]
Mass murderin', brains on the floor
You're dead 'cause I said you shouldn't live no more
You done made me, lose my cool
Where's my tool? Who's the bigger fool?
Road rage, pavement rage, all kinds of rage
You're lucky if you get to see some old age
Every other day's a good day to die
Best be careful, if you's love your life
You don't know nothin', you don't see nothin'
You don't be nothin', you don't do nothin'
but we all got to be something, and somebody
but everybody here can't be that rich
You know the sayin' - "Life's a bitch"
I got my finger on the trigger with a nervous twitch
Keep your mouth shut, help me dig this ditch
Don't you be, a stupid bitch
[Verse 3]
I took a blunt knife, and cut a piece of my heart
That's my sacrifice, my wayward device
it sound mad though, my self-mutilation like
Doctor Foster and his very first patients
God's unhappy 'cause we man's praisin' himself
Plannin' to get to heaven with that earthly wealth
Blood money, grudge money, no-body budge money
Mass futility, souls on the guillotine
Meantime I unravel, callin' Jimmy Saville