![]() ![]() Having established himself as a modern-day amalgamation of Rod Serling, Steven Spielberg and O. That’s the easiest explanation for the aura hovering around Knock at the Cabin, his latest potboiler-cum-philosophical genre puzzle and one of the more pessimistic entries on his resume. ![]() This social animosity, combined with plagues and attempted presidential coups and, may have left Shyamalan a little bummed about our prospects as a species. The across-the-board message to one’s fellow man seemed to be: go fuck yourself. ![]() It felt as though we were seeing the worst aspects of our fellow citizens on daily display, from the mainstreaming of hatemongering to mask-inspired divisiveness to any collective, non-partisan notion of reality becoming an impossibility. Look, the last seven or so years have not been easy for anyone, and no one would blame the Oscar-nominated filmmaker if, like so many of us, his faith in humanity has taken a few massive body blows. ![]()
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