This movie didn't make a lot of sense. Every ~10 minutes, Shyamalan decided to insert footage at a different aspect ratio, featuring dancing bacon frying in a pan, or humans back 1000 years before the events of the film talking about guacamole or mortgage refinancing. It was a strange juxtaposition to draw, and really pulled me out of the world he was otherwise trying to build.
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MaF Roulette, Season 10 Week 1
Gyllenhaal's final resignation in the face of reality, and the acceptance of the extent of her dissatisfaction and projection, is accomplished so fucking expertly in her performance at the end. I wasn't expecting her to bring the narrative to such a compelling close with only 3 minutes left, and then the woman went and did the damn thing. Brava.