There are major spoilers, such as the reveal, given away in this review. You have been warned.
Yes folks, you read that right, I voluntarily watched M. Night Shyamalan’s “The Village” again.
And I have to say that the ending is just as hackneyed and unbelievable as it was the first time around. But damn if the rest of the movie (say, the first hour and 15 minutes or so) is still as compelling as it was then.
I have a confession to make. I hated “Ghost World” when I first saw it, which was not too long after it came to DVD in 2001/2002.
At the time, I fully expected to like the movie; a tale of about high school’s outcasts post-graduation has ME written all over it. And seriously, what’s not to like here? It’s both funny and sad in real-life terms, and the acting, directing, writing are all top notch.
It’s not terrible.
That’s what I said to myself after viewing “The Godfather: Part III,” Francis Ford Coppola’s 1990 follow-up to his landmark films from the 1970s. “The Godfather” and “The Godfather: Part II” were the golden children of their era, and rightfully so, but what to make of their much maligned younger sibling?
After a revisit to the series (and subsequent purchase of the DVD set), and for better and for worse, I stand by my original statement.