This movie looks gorgeous, some of the songs are OK, and there's a wisp of a story held up by some painful racial stereotypes.

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M. Night Shyamalan really just can’t write worth a damn, can he?

The story of how that racist guy who says “I’m not racist, I have a black friend” met his black friend.

"How did it feel, strapping that thing to your back and flying like a bat out of hell?"

"Well, it's the closest I'll ever get to heaven, Mr. Hughes."

What an exciting, uncynical, legitimately fun this movie still is, 22 years after the fact.