A journalist at a Mexican press junket finally asked arrogant mess M. Night Shyamalan the question we have all been pondering over the years: why his movies suck so hard. “You had a very strong start with The Sixth Sense,” the journalist gently began, before asking his opinion on how he lost his audience with his proceeding dwindling film career. Far from being someone to humbly admit that his ego took a wild swing in the wrong direction, Shyamalan just stared and said, “Your impression of my career is something that you read on Google.” Huh. Well, yes. If you Google ‘M. Night sucks’, you will get a plethora of articles by reviewers and film lovers declaring that truth. Good retort! Also, how dare that journalist. Shyamalan doesn’t make movies for an audience to enjoy! He makes them to fulfill his own smug, self-aggrandizing needs!
He starts out responding, ““I think if I thought like you, I’d kill myself.” Well, yeah, because a reality check that hard is a painful process.
For the record, Shyamalan’s movies have turned into Ed-Wood-meets-D.W.-Griffith is because he has no ability whatsoever to filter criticism or respect anyone’s opinions but his own. His own producers said, “I don’t think Lady In The Water is a complete story as is” and he made it anyway: one of the worst films of all time that would be hilarious if it wasn’t so long and boring. Think about it: the man made a movie about a guy who’s writing a book of his thoughts and impressions–based on no other info but his own brilliant mind–that will be the next Bible. Better than the Bible, more important and uniting. And who does he cast that man as? HIMSELF. The most arrogant move since Dick Cheney went on a long, arduous search to find an appropriate vice president to run with Bush and came back with his own name.
To make matters worse, the film was accompanied by a book by Shyamalan about how haterz are gonna hate and he went rogue to make this movie. Dude. Yes, there are haterz. Yes, they hate. But as an artist providing an entertaining product, it’s your job to filter out the productive input of people versus just the lame personal stuff. No one is so perfect and in touch as to come up with a flawless product without insight from an outside source, because when writers and filmmakers get like that, they’re so impressed with themselves that they lack the ability to see their mistakes.
Apparently The Last Airbender has really raised the bar on epic fail, because not only is it his usual ‘eff you, outside opinions!’ style, but he half-assed the special effects and hired a bunch of unemployed workers hanging outside Home Depot as actors. Not to mention replacing a primarily Asian cast with white people. And it still made money because Despicable Me hadn’t come out yet, it’s hot this summer, and parents need to dump their kids somewhere for two hours.
Anyway, high five to the journalist and nice try, but Shyamalan’s head is so far up his own butt that it’s doubtful he’ll do anything but ‘cleverly’ kill off a replica of you in his next film.