Hooker in the Pool

I just got back from seeing Lady in the Water, or as The Roommate calls it, Hooker in the Pool. Linus, The Roommate, The Boyfriend of the Roommate and myself were all profoundly disappointed by it. Why, you ask? Because it is not, in fact, a horror movie. It is not, in fact, even the slightest bit scary. Nor does it try to be. I haven't felt this betrayed since I saw Dude, Where's My Car? and realized it was about fucking aliens.

Oh, and M. Night Shyamalan cast himself as a writer who is going to change the world. Methinks what with the writing, directing, producing and giving himself bigger and bigger parts in each film, Shyamalamadingdong is *this close* to becoming Vincent Gallo.