If it's the middle of August, I'm probably doing one of two things: preparing for the college football season, and catching up on my movie watching before fall sports so dominates my schedule. This weekend, my wife and I embarked on something we throughly enjoy watching every year: the movie " Signs ". Set very close to where I live, this movie by M. Night Shalyman has not, in certain ways, aged very well. It was the quintessential perfect movie at the perfect time: released ten months after 9/11, before M.Night thought he was God's best gift to filmmaking since Alfred Hitchcock and subsequently descended into Lady in the Water and The Last Airbender bad movie purgatory. It was also released before Mel Gibson and Joaquin Phoenix became two of the craziest human beings on the planet (off-screen). Despite M. Night's worst cinematic instincts creeping into the first half of the movie, and despite the unintentional laugher that Mel and Joaquin create...
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