In what may be the most scathing movie review ever, filmmaker/writer/cool-kid Michael Tully completely obliterates M. Night's most recent effort, THE HAPPENING.
To be fair, it certainly is an easy target. I went opening night hoping for 90 minutes of magic and escape. What I got instead was a 90 minutes of... ah, screw it. Read Tully's breakdown.
So fed up is Comrade Tully that he throws down this bet:
I bet all of the appendages on the left side of my body that if
you gave me a budget of this size, which I would divvy up between fifty
filmmakers of my choosing, the resulting fifty films would be more
credible, entertaining, thoughtful, scary, funny, poignant, exciting,
exhilarating, and, most importantly, worthwhile than The Happening.