Dear M. Night Shamalama,
When The Sixth Sense came out, I had very high hopes for you. A lot of us did! Unbreakable was pretty great as well and ya know what, I even enjoyed The Village. But this, The Happening, has to be one of the most stomach churning piece of awful that has been put on the screen in a very, very long time. Watching Mark Whalburg, Zooey Deschanel and John Leguizamo suffer through this unactable script was nothing less than pure agony. Littered with bad attempts at comic relief, a plot that is completely and utterly ridiculous and preachy, and oh-so-conveniently placed plot devices, I sat through the film waiting for the famous "M. Night twist ending" to be that the characters were figments of the imagination of a bad writer. Ironically, this is ultimately true. What I'm wondering, Mr.. Shamalamadingdong, is how you can be so insulting to us, your audience, to even release this film, which at best can be described as a rich kid's artsy college film, upon us and to build our hopes up with a cool trailer and an R rating. Not that you even needed the R rating! This film may have been less comical if you had left out the over the top, cartoonish, completely unrealistic and unsatisfying gore and actually put some kind of though into the actual storyline. And lets talk about the storyline! Killer plants? You must be joking.
So, Mr.. Shamalamashameful director, I suggest that after this total assbomb, that you give it up. You started strong and it's been nothing but downhill from there. I tried to keep the faith in you, but you have failed me. I will mourn the loss of the potential you showed us all in the beginning.
Lola
Lola
Dnothing!
