There's disappointment, there's crushing disappointment, and then there's M. Night Shyamalan. Blessed with uniquely off-kilter vision and rare minimalist sensibilities, the writer-director somehow squandered his gifts and became the biggest cinematic letdown of the last decade. Only Cuba Gooding Jr. (last film: One in the Chamber) rivals the steepness of his descent.
But how did this happen?! Didn't The Sixth Sense feature one of the greatest surprises in modern film history? Didn't Signs blend Speilbergian family bonding with Hitchcockian horror? How could this man have possibly helmed The Happening, The Last Airbender, and After Earth?!
The answer is more complicated than you might think. Though critics would have you believe Shyamalan simply plunged from Oscar-worthy to all-time failure, his true journey was far more convoluted. Here are the five steps toward Shyamalan's demise, some of which weren't even his fault.
1. The Sixth Sense wasn't as good as we remember

Yes, the finale was shocking. But what about the first hour? By interspersing a handful of deeply unsettling moments—the guy in his underwear, the man in the cupboard, the mom with the poison—Shyamalan inadvertently smoothed over the film's plodding plot and stiff dialogue. As a result, we were all too busy recoiling from the disturbing scenes to be bothered by Bruce Willis' lumbering, whisper-quiet monologues. To be fair, the film's eerie mood alone makes The Sixth Sense (1999) worthy of preservation. It's just that the majority of the scenes came straight off the summer horror flick assembly-line.
We should have recognized The Sixth Sense for what it was: an average movie with a half dozen glimmers of brilliance (most notably, the finale). Instead, we let the stunning conclusion rewrite the movie's history on the spot. We all proclaimed Shyamalan the next Spielberg and The Sixth Sense a piece of timeless cinematic art before we'd even gotten home from the theater. We'd set the director up for failure before he'd even started his next big-budget film. This is our fault, not Shyamalan's.
Who's to blame: us
We should have recognized The Sixth Sense for what it was: an average movie with a half dozen glimmers of brilliance (most notably, the finale). Instead, we let the stunning conclusion rewrite the movie's history on the spot. We all proclaimed Shyamalan the next Spielberg and The Sixth Sense a piece of timeless cinematic art before we'd even gotten home from the theater. We'd set the director up for failure before he'd even started his next big-budget film. This is our fault, not Shyamalan's.
Who's to blame: us
2. A clever premise and comic books masked Unbreakable's flaws

The Shyamalan Slide compels, in part, because the director appears to have gotten incrementally worse with each film. It's as though the man was blessed with a surge of good instincts and tight filmmaking, only to fade bit by bit, year by year, like a coffee-deprived American worker in the late afternoon. Supporters of this theory will point to Unbreakable (2000), the good-not-great Shyamalan release wedged neatly between The Sixth Sense (the classic) and Signs (the average summer flick). Unfortunately, this narrative is wrong. In truth, Unbreakable was a pedestrian sci-fi drama hidden behind a strong premise and a bunch of convenient comic book tropes.
I've written about good premises gone bad before. While the rare film maintains the creativity of a clever premise (Toy Story), many others do not (Looper, Minority Report, Up). Unbreakable began with flair: in a gruesome train wreck that slaughtered hundreds, how did one man (Bruce Willis) survive without even a scratch? Though a better answer may simply have been, "because he's Bruce Wills, that's why," Shyamalan spent 107 minutes answering the question through an elaborate tale of heroes and villains, good and evil, chance and fate. Sure, it was often quite interesting. But by the end of the movie, we lost most of the intrigue among the vocal meanderings of Samuel L. Jackson, whose carefully enunciated explanation felt more like a rehearsed excuse than a stunning reveal.
Unfazed, the general public excused the climax by appealing to the film's comic book underpinnings. It's a supernatural story, they said. It doesn't have to follow the rules! Such is the problem with super hero movies, the ultimate cinematic excuse-makers. With these films, people praise overly-intricate plots for their "studious observance of comic book lore." Fans accept bizarre explanations because the movie follows "the laws of the comic's universe, not ours." Judged by real-world standards, Unbreakable's latter half is absurd. But with Marvel's logo emblazoned among the credits? A full presidential pardon.
In fairness, Shyamalan released this film before the recent comic book movie renaissance, so he can't be blamed for writing a calculated script.
Who's to blame: Batman and Robin
I've written about good premises gone bad before. While the rare film maintains the creativity of a clever premise (Toy Story), many others do not (Looper, Minority Report, Up). Unbreakable began with flair: in a gruesome train wreck that slaughtered hundreds, how did one man (Bruce Willis) survive without even a scratch? Though a better answer may simply have been, "because he's Bruce Wills, that's why," Shyamalan spent 107 minutes answering the question through an elaborate tale of heroes and villains, good and evil, chance and fate. Sure, it was often quite interesting. But by the end of the movie, we lost most of the intrigue among the vocal meanderings of Samuel L. Jackson, whose carefully enunciated explanation felt more like a rehearsed excuse than a stunning reveal.
Unfazed, the general public excused the climax by appealing to the film's comic book underpinnings. It's a supernatural story, they said. It doesn't have to follow the rules! Such is the problem with super hero movies, the ultimate cinematic excuse-makers. With these films, people praise overly-intricate plots for their "studious observance of comic book lore." Fans accept bizarre explanations because the movie follows "the laws of the comic's universe, not ours." Judged by real-world standards, Unbreakable's latter half is absurd. But with Marvel's logo emblazoned among the credits? A full presidential pardon.
In fairness, Shyamalan released this film before the recent comic book movie renaissance, so he can't be blamed for writing a calculated script.
Who's to blame: Batman and Robin
3. Shyamalan was never "Master of the Twist Ending"

After The Sixth Sense's unexpected success, film enthusiasts, Shyamalan fans, and the general entertainment press started referring to the director as "master of the twist ending." It's unclear exactly who started it, but it's clear that Shyamalan himself solidified the reputation over the course of his next three feature films. Unbreakable featured a moderately eye-opening end-of-film revelation. Signs (2002) surprised viewers with a sentimental, if sappy, turn in the movie's penultimate scene. The Village (2004) had the biggest twist since The Sixth Sense (even if the execution had the all the grace of a beached whale). It wasn't until Lady in the Water (2006) that Shyamalan truly left behind his penchant for rabbit-out-of-hat cinema.
Unfortunately, by Signs' debut the "twist ending" label was fastened to director more resolutely than the camera on Jaden Smith in After Earth. With each subsequent release, critics dissected the latest Shyamalan "twist" with an impossibly-high, Sixth Sense standard. In reality, only The Village--with its honest-to-Hollywood twist ending—deserved such intense scrutiny. Regrettably, the damage was done.
As a man who likes to write and direct his feature films, Shyamalan has been criticized for dismissing the input of others. With the surprise endings, however, he listened to his twist-loving fans just a little too closely. Once Unbreakable's ending failed to garner the same blockbuster praise as The Sixth Sense, he should have abandoned twists entirely. Instead, he stuck just closely enough to the old formula that critics gleefully applied the same impossible grading rubric. When everything you produce gets measured against your very best, you're bound to fail. I'd blame the critics, but Shyamalan chose to stick to his formula. This one's on him.
Who's to blame: Shyamalan
Unfortunately, by Signs' debut the "twist ending" label was fastened to director more resolutely than the camera on Jaden Smith in After Earth. With each subsequent release, critics dissected the latest Shyamalan "twist" with an impossibly-high, Sixth Sense standard. In reality, only The Village--with its honest-to-Hollywood twist ending—deserved such intense scrutiny. Regrettably, the damage was done.
As a man who likes to write and direct his feature films, Shyamalan has been criticized for dismissing the input of others. With the surprise endings, however, he listened to his twist-loving fans just a little too closely. Once Unbreakable's ending failed to garner the same blockbuster praise as The Sixth Sense, he should have abandoned twists entirely. Instead, he stuck just closely enough to the old formula that critics gleefully applied the same impossible grading rubric. When everything you produce gets measured against your very best, you're bound to fail. I'd blame the critics, but Shyamalan chose to stick to his formula. This one's on him.
Who's to blame: Shyamalan
4. Shyamalan followed the wrong instincts

After The Village was widely dismissed, even Shyamalan knew there was a problem. With his next project, Lady in the Water, he wisely distanced himself from twist endings altogether, opting to reveal most of the film's eccentricities within the first half-hour. Unfortunately, the rest of the director's instincts betrayed him. First, he doubled down on seriousness, turning a playful fantasy into a crushingly sanctimonious morality tale. Next, he burrowed deeper into the land of the arcane, crafting a story world more intricate than Unbreakable's, but half as compelling, and without the convenient cover of super hero tomfoolery. Worst of all, however, was Lady in the Water's heavy emphasis on dialogue, which critics quickly added to the growing list of Shyamalan's deficiencies.
Once again, Shyamalan had fooled viewers. With The Sixth Sense and Signs, he had played up scene and played down speech, creating delightfully spooky moods with very little on-screen conversation. Meanwhile, Unbreakable's comic book loquacity had gotten a pass from the geeks, while The Village's stilted discussions had seemed at least somewhat reasonable for the removed, 19th-century setting. Here, however, was Shyamalan's true writing, laid bare in a modern-day, apartment complex flick starring American everyman Paul Giamatti. In short, Night couldn't write.
It's really a shame, because so many of Shyamalan's other early instincts—shot selection, mood, visual composition—were superb. He may have had the right intentions, but Shyamalan deserves full blame for selecting all the wrong moments to follow his gut.
Who's to blame: Shyamalan
Once again, Shyamalan had fooled viewers. With The Sixth Sense and Signs, he had played up scene and played down speech, creating delightfully spooky moods with very little on-screen conversation. Meanwhile, Unbreakable's comic book loquacity had gotten a pass from the geeks, while The Village's stilted discussions had seemed at least somewhat reasonable for the removed, 19th-century setting. Here, however, was Shyamalan's true writing, laid bare in a modern-day, apartment complex flick starring American everyman Paul Giamatti. In short, Night couldn't write.
It's really a shame, because so many of Shyamalan's other early instincts—shot selection, mood, visual composition—were superb. He may have had the right intentions, but Shyamalan deserves full blame for selecting all the wrong moments to follow his gut.
Who's to blame: Shyamalan
5. Shyamalan refused to play it safe

With Lady in the Water drowning in Hollywood's scorn, some expected Shyamalan to finally give up on writing, or else to return to the safe waters of no-fuss, ghost-and-ghoul horror. Instead, the writer-director forged ahead defiantly with The Happening (2008) and The Last Airbender (2010).
The Happening actually opened with promise, with a spooky premise (scores of people begin committing suicide, as though under a spell), a couple popular stars (Mark Wahlberg, Zooey Deschanel), and Shyamalan's broadest narrative setting yet (a national crisis instead of an American home or intimate community). Unfortunately, the movie fell apart faster than a new NBC sitcom, with no true direction, ludicrous scientific explanations, and a plot that had—rather transparently—no plans beyond its opening premise. Even Wahlberg and Deschanel seemed to wither along with the film, first urgent, then confused, and finally, robotic and emotionless.
For reasons of charity, I won't belabor the details of The Last Airbender, except to say that it involves something called the "Fire Kingdom," features a "Southern Water Tribe," and was the second-worst-reviewed movie in all of 2010 (just above Vampires Suck).
It wasn't until seeing After Earth--an uncharacteristically bland Shyamalan film I suspect was commandeered by Will Smith—that I realized how bold he had been with his previous directorial choices. However awful his movies were, Shyamalan was rarely boring. Granted, The Village often blundered along aimlessly like a baby elephant, but the world of its community—with its youthful dares, overly-proper dialect, and rigid adherence to custom—had a certain quirky charm. Even if Lady in the Water was a mess, its juxtaposition of day-to-day apartment life with the fantasies of a child's storybook had an odd mischievousness, something missing from much of modern cinema. More than anything, we mourn the director's missteps because we see his marvelous potential in rare moments of idiosyncratic genius. Even if he fails more than he succeeds, we can't blame him for trying. Let's just hope he's not done experimenting; I'm looking forward to the next flicker of Shyamalan greatness.
Who's to blame: Will Smith
The Happening actually opened with promise, with a spooky premise (scores of people begin committing suicide, as though under a spell), a couple popular stars (Mark Wahlberg, Zooey Deschanel), and Shyamalan's broadest narrative setting yet (a national crisis instead of an American home or intimate community). Unfortunately, the movie fell apart faster than a new NBC sitcom, with no true direction, ludicrous scientific explanations, and a plot that had—rather transparently—no plans beyond its opening premise. Even Wahlberg and Deschanel seemed to wither along with the film, first urgent, then confused, and finally, robotic and emotionless.
For reasons of charity, I won't belabor the details of The Last Airbender, except to say that it involves something called the "Fire Kingdom," features a "Southern Water Tribe," and was the second-worst-reviewed movie in all of 2010 (just above Vampires Suck).
It wasn't until seeing After Earth--an uncharacteristically bland Shyamalan film I suspect was commandeered by Will Smith—that I realized how bold he had been with his previous directorial choices. However awful his movies were, Shyamalan was rarely boring. Granted, The Village often blundered along aimlessly like a baby elephant, but the world of its community—with its youthful dares, overly-proper dialect, and rigid adherence to custom—had a certain quirky charm. Even if Lady in the Water was a mess, its juxtaposition of day-to-day apartment life with the fantasies of a child's storybook had an odd mischievousness, something missing from much of modern cinema. More than anything, we mourn the director's missteps because we see his marvelous potential in rare moments of idiosyncratic genius. Even if he fails more than he succeeds, we can't blame him for trying. Let's just hope he's not done experimenting; I'm looking forward to the next flicker of Shyamalan greatness.
Who's to blame: Will Smith