24night.jpe The publicity build-up for M. Night Shyamalan’s latest film, The Lady in the Water (opening this coming Friday), has begun with some shatteringly bad buzz. It’s too bad, because I’ve been a fan of Shyamalan’s four major films, even the ones that haven’t had a great critical reception. (The Village, for instance, offered a nice critique of religious fundamentalism, I thought. And isn’t The Sixth Sense really a film about reincarnation and the Hindu/Buddhist concept of Moksha, albeit explored through the proxy of Catholicism?)

Some of the publicity isn’t so bad. To begin with, Shyamalan’s got two profiles in the east coast papers today, one in the New York Times and another in the Philadelphia Inquirer. The Inquirer likes him, because he’s a local boy and he’s stayed local: he owns a house in Gladwyne (not far from where I live, actually), and created a monster set in nearby Levittown for Lady in the Water. The Times is a little more lukewarm, focusing on a silly trick documentary shot (with Shyamalan’s approval) to accompany the release of The Village, and on Shyamalan’s apparently rampant narcissism.

Shyamalan has probably helped to undo his mystique a bit by taking himself too seriously. There is a sketchy-looking biography of him coming out this Thursday, called The Man Who Heard Voices: How M. Night Shyamalan Risked His Career On a Fairy Tale. From this New York Times review, the book looks highly embarrassing. Among other things, it details Shyamalan’s split with Disney during the early phase of script-writing. And while some of the reasons Shyamalan gives for the split seem like good ones (Disney “wasn’t allowing it to be visceral”), others seem pretty trivial: he apparently wasn’t happy with how his assistant was treated by Disney’s executives; and he was annoyed they didn’t want him to cast himself in one of the major roles.

As for the film itself, the early word is not encouraging. I was particularly struck by the casual negativity of this Reuters review (note: the review has lots of spoilers). Sometimes, when reviewers don’t have a lot of obvious criticisms to make, they find ways to hate the film anyway. Lady in the Water seems like it might become one of those films.

More bad buzz is this massacre by David Edelstein in New York Magazine:

What’s odd about Lady in the Water is that for all Shyamalan’s histrionics, he’s overcontrolled. His emotions might be stirred, but ours aren’t; he’s good only at alienation or flat-out horror-movie horror—things that go “Boo!” (He’s like any B-director—he jacks up the volume when the beasties jump out at you.) (link)

But Edelstein is so vicious and show-offy here that his hatchet job isn’t as damning as the Reuters review I linked to above. Edelstein is proving to his readers that he’s smarter than the filmmaker; I don’t know if what he says is really about the film. (Will have to see it and find out.)

Shyamalan does have a kind of rebuttal to the movie reviewer culture in Lady in the Water itself: one of the characters — presumably among the first to die — is a snarky film critic. And at least in public Shyamalan seems to have a clear head about the value (or lack thereof) of critics’ opinions here:

If you get caught up in too much of this, you lose your mind, because it’s all a momentary perception thing that happens. These movies are so clouded by the other movies or being a part of the group, or the expectations, that it can be damaging to you as an artist. So I get a general sense. Signs is my best-reviewed movie, next is Unbreakable, and then next is “Sixth Sense” and then next is The Village. Signs is also my most popcorn movie, so the least aspiring to a higher thing. It’s that aspiring to something higher that always gets everyone going “Oh, yeah, motherfucker?” That gets everybody all riled up. If everything were re-reviewed now, it probably would be a different group of reviews that would come out. (link)

Here Shyamalan gets at one of the elements of his films that seems to bother a lot of reviewers (though not me), and that is his penchant for fairy-tale like plot symmetries. To me, there’s something really beautiful about a story simple enough that anyone and everyone understands it. And when the story also has broad social significance (i.e., a “big idea,” aspirations to “something higher”), it can have great power. While I wouldn’t say that Shyamalan’s films up to this point have been flawless, I do think that he’s managed to at least aspire to “higher things” in commercial cinema in a way that few other present-day filmmakers have done.