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directed by: M. Night Shyamalan Audience Rating: PG-13 (Parental Guidance Suggested) Binding: VHS Tape EAN: 0018713433176 Format: NTSC Label: Buena Vista Pictures Languages: Manufacturer: Buena Vista Pictures Publisher: Buena Vista Pictures Release Date: August 05, 2003 Running Time: 106 minutes Studio: Buena Vista Pictures Theatrical Release Date: August 02, 2002 Rating:  - Very compelling movie.My wife and feel that this movie is one that is very good and a welcomed addition to our collection. For the reviewer Bob Robesky, dude, you got way too much time on your hands. I mean, how did you know there are 1252 glasses of water, did you actually sit and count them? I read your review, but, the question section you had was laughable. I had to laugh at myself for actually answering them!! Bob, don't take movies too seriously. Just enjoy them on a certain level. Rating:  - Stop "Signs"We watched this movie Saturday night. While the pace is much like watching grass, or corn, grow, you eventually get sucked into the whole, silly plot which is about aliens landing in a corn field in Kansas and, instead of taking over the state capitol, or a 7-11, they concentrate all their energy on taking over a farm house where 4 people live. I have some questions! Why is it that aliens, who have the technology that allows them to travel 100's of thousand's of light years, can't open a door? Maybe the aliens aren't from "out there." Maybe they are by products of genetically altered corn. Maybe water makes them swell up and pop. And, why is corn a symbol of evil, or creepiness? I realize that it is a recyclable food, but evil? I just don't get it. Also, what does Mel Gibson do for a living now that he is unfathered; what does his brother do besides smoke and watch television in a closet? Why don't the kids go to school? Why is no one bothered when the boy murders his dog with a serving fork? What happened to the meat on the barbecue? Where's PETA in all this? Why are there 1252 half empty water glasses all over the farm house. I realize the daughter has a problem with water (hmm, maybe she's part alien), but doesn't any one ever clean a glass? Don't they ever run out of water glasses? Do you have 1252 water glasses in your house? Why does the younger brother hit the water glasses with his baseball bat? Wouldn't it have been easier, and more accurate, just to throw water on the alien? How can you break a bat on a water glass? How come the alien can't get through the wood slats nailed to the windows, but can carve strange patterns in the same wood. It seems to me that he (it?) would just make one of those patterns bigger, and he's (it's) in. Why does Mel Gibson, who is the father who was a Father, lose his faith when his wife is killed, but get it back when an alien is watered to death in his house? Why didn't the aliens bring raincoats, and umbrellas? Why does the boy who has asthma and sucks on his inhaler every 30 seconds throughout the entire movie not have the inhaler when he is in the basement? Why is the boy dead and then not dead? Is it a miracle, or is it Hollywood? Why was this movie made? Did anyone actually read this script before the movie was made? Why did we watch it? Will all these questions be answered in the Director's Cut? Or, will it only get sillier? Rating:  - Good night shinola man.Must we endure this trad and unenlightening pabulum de jure, to no significant contrasting media interpretation? Of all things, when our national conscience and sensitivities have already been so violated by that republican Corn Holography! The Victoria's Secret Service displayed its usual partisan deference to our freely elected chief. Corporate America and Hollywood practically gave Monica (Mada Hare) Lewinski a medal for her service to her country--the short thinkin'-money hungry crowd enjoys prestige and indecencies without question in rouge. I expected more from the Indian director, a refreshing departure from our Western corruptions and monolithic thought structures, not that I am suggesting or insinuating a complicity in any way shape or form with the infamous American sex scandal. I guess everyone has to adapt, tow the cinematic line, and provide the prescriptions for imbecility and infantile simplicity turned into an unwritten standard for film mass distribution--at least we're looking in the same building for adjoining offices, Dumb and Dumber. We must first appreciate the effort applied in the film, to distort the geographic regions of the crop circles phenomenon--transporting them to the inauthentic locations of America and India. The South of England is exempt, nothing wrong there. And the Americans can figure it out with their standard lurching reliefs and implements for barbarous survival, successful in thwarting an advanced alien species capable of traversing the stars--a Flintstonian retaliation on the antigravity civilization with a Louiseville Slugger diplomacy. The movie sets antipodal conditions for theological belief structures and the hypothesis of extraterrestrials, as much as any pre-Copernican obstinance, a slack-jawed escapism with a foul play on an automobile accident for afterlife relief. Talk about ambulance chasing...Shyamalan has chased them with this movie. Impoverishment of movie writing is no doubt linked to the double undercutting of resources available for any given film. Overcompensation of iconic sensations, stars, are simply taken as a necessary budget cut because the public is apparently incapable of recognizing a movie otherwise, and secondarily, it panders to a Patrician Caste of performers whose confidence payoffs ensure the film will have a prominent market exposure in a monopolized industry--with its pets, and all that smell and mess. Maintaining the public image of their regency is the first and foremost image to be captured by any film, it sends the public a message that Business as Usual INC. is at the helm, and that the project has its official nod. Perhaps like icon Martha Stewart, we will one day delight beside the bargain discount clearnaces at K-Mart, signaling a turn in the tide of image manufacture, and pseudo sophistications (like Martha's) affected on the public through the making of idols and trademarked people who are the Icarus. The effect is self reinforcing, we pay for the inflation of content, (its lack of value), in order to be mesmerized by the unintelligent lure of a larger than life personality. The dreams of avarice replace the work of dreams. Art suffers, personas wax more and more phony, pretty soon its all disgustingly preschool. If we continue to sit on our children's intellect, or our own, to dire anoxic strains of Hollywood, tv, and the news media, we will do the alien's work for them, and devolve to meek and subsentient chattel they can prey on...or at least the luxury lizards of premium compensations, who delude us, can prey on us. The public no longer buys the premise that it is lucrative to insult our intelligence out of a nostalgia for the medium's now trademark mediocrity. We know it is meant to condition ignorance through "emotionally potent oversimplifications" ("Keeping the Rabble In Line", Noam Chomsky quoting Reinhold Niebur), understood as a genuine endorsement and not a title of dissent. It is to condition a deferment to institutional ineptness, corruption, official ignorance, and a policy of incommunicado between the people and the stooges like a recorded phone message. The film industry gluts itself on the natural opportunities for scavengers, in this ecology of fend for yourself duplicity. The planet is a quarantine of scurrilous demise, a HAZMAP, a do not go zone-[primitive life form in terminal sequence--wait till the smoke clears and the bull$#!+ subsides]. Maybe that's what the crop circles really say. It is up to us you know. And whatever they are, they are mere words of a sort. They will not solve our problems for us, they would spare us, it would be easier so to die, no one to blame but ourselves in our demise. Why lend a hopeless cause such useless resolution as peace and community? We are invaded enough as is to the nth degree of murderous daylight robbery from all quarters for all necessities. Who do these film industry douche-bags think they are with their Puppet show? You can't call ENRON green aliens from space, no matter how hard you try, nor the ignored memos that 9-11 was about to happen...nor the Arabic translation the FBI quashed after its subverter's espionage recognized their `finest hour' had arrived. It all seems like a far more diabolical plan the way we're playing it. We may be a budding sentient species, but we know that `alien's from space' ruse like the pull my finger joke it is, and the joke's over. The inhumanity of accustomed barbarisms mocks itself in a space invader guise to amuse the docile public who just keeps taking it in the teeth. Then even Spielberg has to imitate Shyamalan with `War of the Worlds', Cruise is Gibson, Gibson is Cruise-we all saw that mask used in `Mission Impossible'. Anti-intellectualism does mean deliberately running out of ideas and recycling the bourgeois household gimmicks from a ministry of formulaic, staple disinformation. The crop circle makers surely know the ecology of our pond, the bottom feeders who try and distract enlightenment, and the controllers who've lost all control and merely have their appearances and back pocket movie makers. The emperors have no clothes on the crop circles phenomena, it would appear. A media blackout on crop patterns would only validate them, so a political campaign fought over unspoken philosophic and religious precepts is given lip service out of the side of the mouth--unspoken, because intelligent discourse would only put ideas in people's heads...and we can't have that can we... The thief isn't going to let on about competition he fears might take what he wants to steal, any part of it. So by puppeting with it, he appears to only offer considerations-or threatening with the D.O.A. scenario. The myth of our humanity, as a cooperative world, is all too clear to sentient surmise...and it is not the myths in these B-grade after-school specials. For substantive content on the crop circles, the reader is deferred to my review of CONTACT, the movie. Rating: - SignsThe reason I bought this DVD was because of the religious message that is carried beneath the main plot. I enjoyed the director's subtle handling of faith and how it impacts lives. Rating: - A great movie disguised as an alien flickThis film is fantastic. I was hooked in to the whole aliens invading earth plotline, but there's so much more to it than that, as with any M Night Shyamalan movie. The last ten minutes turns the film totally on its head, making the viewer realise that it was actually about so much more than just aliens landing on earth and attempting to take over. Very moving and a prime example of why not to judge a book by its cover. Signs: Warning (2pc) ReviewsMore reviews:Buy Signs: Warning (2pc) Sale Reviews Deals
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