is that almost nothing was. Slamming doors and creaking boards and creepy crop circles presage the most ridiculous alien invasion since Attack of the Killer Tomatoes. Mr. Shyalaman's religiosity, so touchingly displayed in his earlier film 'Wide Awake', is a clumsy distraction here. (The 'Simon Birch-y' twist at the end will convert few skeptics to the true faith.) Fine performances by Gibson and young Rory Culkin are unable to rescue the stumbling script -- and Shyalaman's trademark Hitchockian cameo adds little but further irritation. Follow these Signs if you wish but I warn you: they will lead you to a dead end.
PS I erroneously gave this film a vote of 3 out of 10. I meant the vote for 'Signs' itself, not for this description of its making.
PS I erroneously gave this film a vote of 3 out of 10. I meant the vote for 'Signs' itself, not for this description of its making.
