Hey I finally got around to watching this. Worst movie ever? Or at least, worst M Knight Shyamalan film, and with The Village and Lady in the Water behind him, that's something. What a load of dogshit. This one, impossibly even more than Lady in the Water, suffered from the fallacy that protagnists are more interesting to everyone than secondary characters. Everyone seemed so interested in Mark Wahlberg, from the lady that gives her cell phone to him in the middle of a call to her own daughter, to the strangers that pick him up and start asking about his personal business, to the teenager with such curiosity about his relationship and whether he'll have kids, to the crazy lady who is only there to reintroduce some tired horror tropes about crazy ladies who live alone. Oh yeah! And when they encounter the defensive guy behind the shutters that actually could not have protected against a gas attack, he shoots the two kids and leaves Wahlberg, Zooey and the girl alone, even though they don't run away. Add to that that the ending makes no sense; if this is what passes for environmentalist fiction then no wonder there isn't much of it.
This movie almost inspired me to watch it again and to blog everything that bugged me, but it wasn't even interesting enough for that. I am steering toward the theory that this guy is like the Andy Kaufman of filmmakers, consistently trying to see how much he can confuse and annoy people by turning out films that are incomprehensibly bad and barely watchable, one after the other.
This post has been edited by civilian_number_two: 10 November 2008 - 10:28 PM
"I had a lot of different ideas. At one point, Luke, Leia and Ben were all going to be little people, and we did screen tests to see if we could do that." -George Lucas, in STAR WARS: the Annotated Screenplays (p197).