Scare us once, good for you; scare us twice, well, that's tough to do. So learns writer-director M. Night Shyamalan, who tries too hard to resurrect some of that supernatural Sixth Sense magic on the streets of Philadelphia when Bruce Willis is the sole survivor of a disastrous train wreck. Samuel L. Jackson (who, because of a genetic disease, can't even walk across the street without breaking a bone) believes Willis is some sort of Superman, capable of eluding everything from serious injury to the common cold.
Yes, solid performances are delivered by Willis as the family Everyman and Jackson as the comic-book fanatic in need of a hero. And the brilliant and steady camera work produces an eerie ambiance that keeps audiences hooked. But for what? It all relies too heavily on a payoff that derails before its time. (C'mon, we're all waiting for that surprise ending.) Sadly, the resulting disappointment just shows that Shyamalan's sixth sense for making great movies might already be slipping.
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