I think I’m pretty much all set with M. Night Shyamalan. I mean, I liked The Sixth Sense and Unbreakable just fine, but I hated the hell out of Signs, with its hamfisted bullshit about faith and baseball and things happening for a reason and the most retarded alien invaders since the Psychlos. And I was dumb enough to sit through The Village just to see if the actual ending was as idiotic as the one leaked online (it was).
So I can’t get terribly excited about those words above this new title that say "Written and directed by M. Night Shyamalan", because I’m sick of being violated by someone who doesn’t at least have the courtesy of using roofies. Even the idea of Paul Giamatti as a frumpy landlord who finds a fairy tale character (played by the lovely Bryce Dallas Howard), and then realizes he’s caught in a real-life bedtime story, isn’t really glazing my donuts.
Naturally, I’ll probably see it anyway. But I’m not happy about it.