There’s very little here to move us; a crippling dearth of chemistry between two likable enough leads who are forced into thin, circumstantial conflicts and overdramatic reactions that feel unearned and at times baffling.

By the end, “Find Me Falling” lands on uneven ground.

Writer-director Stelana Kliris is undaunted by, though not entirely in control of, balancing her material’s at times somber, at other times blithe, notes.

An awful film. Truly. Some concepts are so inexcusably terrible, it begs the question of who dared to green light it in the first place.