Mi stupisco ed un po' provo pena per tutti coloro che hanno speso parole amare per questo film, accusandolo di fare perno su un colpo di scena troppo prevedibile, mentre io sono riuscito a godermelo e pure a stupirmi. Non una storia di paura, ma una storia sulla paura, del diverso e dell'esterno, sulla forza dell'amore, non quello hollywoodiano, ma quello sincero. Un cast pazzesco ed uno Shyamalan in piena forma.
Man, Shyamalan is frustrating. At the time, people judged this largely by its ending (spoiled for me far in advance) and as an allegory for Bush. But really, it deserves to be judged as an allegory for grief, and on that count it works. But how can a director capable of such ideas fail to notice that his actors stumble over his lines, or how often elements that should be serious are instead atonal and silly?
After investigating the urban myth, as well as the superhero myth, Shyamalan instead looks back to the origin of the American religious myth for social control before investigating myths altogether in Lady in the Water. This film is gorgeous and pensive but it confesses a bit too much in the latter half. Underrated.