Review – Signs

I hereby swear off M. Night Shyamalan movies. As if The Sixth Sense wasn’t enough of a warning. Here we have the evil menace of crop circles worked into a larger tapestry that includes everything from a single dad who’s lost his faith in God right up to an Independence Day-esque alien invasion. The concept doesn’t amount to much: space aliens who haven't invented clothes or weapons nonetheless travel the vast gulfs of interstellar space in search of conquest. Despite the fact that they're allergic to water, they come to the only planet in the solar system that has the stuff in liquid form. And once they get here, they can't find their way around without cutting circles in farmers' crops. Stiff acting and intrusive camera work don’t exactly help matters any. The most amusement I managed to derive from the whole thing was the declaration from one of my students that she didn’t want to see the movie because, “that shit could really happen.” See if desperate