I should have known when I saw the bland, s-l-o-w trailer, that this would be a lousy film with virtually no entertainment value. If you like to find enough time during a film to read Dostoevsky on the side, this one's for you.UNBREAKABLE Is UNWATCHABLE
6TH Sense director M. Night Shyamalan was paid $10 million to write and direct this monotonous mess. This is what happens when there is no real editorial control exercised over a rookie filmmaker. An absurd premise leads to what could have been ten minutes worth of material in any other super-hero movie and drags it out for 103 minutes, all culminating in another Shyamalan trademark 'surprise' ending.
Shyamalan directs like a film student, with an emphasis on 'neato' camera angles and effects, without concern for whether they are appropriate. Several scenes are shot against a reflective surface. In one, we watch a conversation entirely reflected in a TV screen, in another, a woman giving birth as witnessed in a mirror. Everything is reflected always. Why?
There are also at least three or four completely extraneous scenes in this movie, as Bruce Willis wanders around asking everyone he knows if they can remember him falling sick - as though a man who has never been ill would not be aware of the fact. In fact, his character doesn't seem to remember much of his own past. I've seen this as a device in anmesia movies so that the audience can discover the character as he discovers himself, but in this case there is no explanation for Willis' baffling self-ignorance.
The characters are as empty as the dialogue, which seems to be deliberately slow. I suppose that Shyamalan belived this would create suspense, rather than the boredom it actually manages to inspire. Nobody talks like these people. All the while, I felt like grabbing the players and shouting 'Spit it out!' at them - perhaps supplementing my shouts with violent shaking and slaps to the face.
Of course, Shyamalan himself appears once again in this movie in a bit role. He plays a drug pusher, which is symbolic. Keep serving up those opiates M. Night, and the mind-numbed hordes will become addicted to your junk.
With the rash of bad to awful movies this year, Oscar buzz has it that Willis might get a nomination for this one. It's nice to know that anyone who can speak in a measured monotone for two hours is eligible.Given the chance to change something about this movie to improve it, one would have to scrap the whole damned thing.