Studio: New Line Cinema
Director: Ishana Night Shyamalan
Writer: Ishana Night Shyamalan
Producer: M. Night Shyamalan, Ashwin Rajan, Nimitt Mankad
Stars: Dakota Fanning, Georgina Campbell, Olwen Fouere, Oliver Finnegan, Alistair Brammer, John Lynch
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Summary:
Trapped inside a woodland shelter where deadly creatures observe them every evening, four people band together to solve the mystery of how to escape a strange forest.
Review:
From a David versus Goliath perspective, I can see why some people decry nepotism in Hollywood. From a practicality perspective, I just don't have the same fierce opposition against it like those people do.
For one thing, who among us hasn't used a personal connection to get a job interview, a restaurant reservation, a discount at a store where a friend works, or some similar favor not everyone has access to? As long as we're not talking about a cushy no-show gig to funnel unearned cash at a layabout lounging poolside with a silver spoon in hand, why shouldn't a celebrity's son or daughter utilize the avenues a prominent parent affords them? When opportunity knocks, answer the door, even if someone famous helps turn the knob.
Plus, it seems to me if a filmmaker, author, actor, artist, or musician is widely revered for their craft, it stands to reason their creative DNA would be passed down to their children. That might be the best succession plan to continue getting more of something we enjoy. We're supposed to not be curious about the songs a rock star's kid might produce, or a second-generation chef's culinary creations, because they supposedly had an unfair advantage in getting their work out there? If they prove they have the talent, then they deserve the attention. If they don't, they're liable to wash out anyway.
Besides, it's often quite interesting to see where an apple lands when it falls from the family tree. Will the offspring venture in an unexpected direction like Bela Lugosi Jr. becoming a lawyer, or maybe follow in a father's fright fiction footsteps like Stephen King's son Joe Hill?
For me, that's why it's similarly interesting to dig into the first feature of M. Night Shyamalan's director daughter Ishana Night Shyamalan. Her previous work on the eerie series "Servant" provided a peek into what looked like a proclivity for supernatural storytelling a la her father. But where else might individuality steer her?
With "The Watchers," Ishana Shyamalan appears pretty comfortable, for now at least, creeping around in the same type of thriller territory where the elder Shyamalan made their family name. That's what makes her lineage such a dangerous double-edged sword in this situation. Having "Shyamalan" at the end of your credit might look like a gold key at first, but it also brings the burden of additional expectations one wouldn't have to deal with otherwise.
"The Watchers" doesn't get off to a particularly promising start. If I never see another cold opening where a panting person runs wide-eyed through the woods to escape an unseen threat, that would be perfectly fine with me. Alas, this requisite setup-for-a-stinger prologue to "The Watchers" resets the clock on exactly when that time might finally come.
The story formally begins with prototypical protagonist Mina. Haunted by a traumatic past she feels guilty about, Mina suffers from an identity crisis that permits her to avoid facing who she feels she really is. Sent on an assignment to deliver a rare bird to a presumably remote zoo, Mina finds others who share her fascination for false faces, except these others are mysterious monsters who only come out at night.
A car breakdown strands Mina in a forest filled with these creatures. Salvation comes quickly when an older woman named Madeline ushers her into a shelter with two other strangers. Mina learns these people have been trapped there for months. Escape appears impossible because there isn't enough light in one day to make the trip back through the trees on foot. And if they're not back in front of the shelter's two-way mirror so "the watchers" can continue observing them every evening from sunset to sunrise, an even worse fate might befall everyone.
Ishana Shyamalan based her screenplay on a novel by A.M. Shine. I haven't read Shine's book, so I can't say if the source or the script is to blame here. Wherever the fault originates, "The Watchers" has its fair share of plotting problems.
Speaking for myself, but I bet for 99.9% of all other people as well, if I were stuck inside a woodland cabin with only one room for at least eight hours each day, I'd make the most of that time by tearing the place apart in search of another exit, a useful item, or any clue that might bring about an end to my predicament. I would not spend it repeatedly watching Season Three of the fictional reality show "Lair of Love," which is the only DVD available in the shelter, and what Mina chooses to do instead. Mina's three "roommates" apparently aren't motivated to do much either, making it more hysterical that they don't discover something significant, literally right beneath their feet, until two-thirds of the way through the runtime.
More than once you're liable to wonder, "Wait, how are they only getting around to this now?" There are only four hard rules for survival, but Madeline doesn't whisper a word of what they are until Mina's third day. "Lair of Love" must really be that racy, because Mina remains in no rush for additional information, never once asking anyone to elaborate on how they came to the forest, how they found out what to do in front of the mirror, or what else they know about the watchers. Unless you accept each character as an "oh well, I guess this is how it goes" shoulder-shrugger, the only explanation for the piecemeal placement of key exposition everyone should have already shared is the story didn't have a smarter way to space out its scenes for plotting a proper timeline.
Over on the shoulder where an angel would be, anyone willing to lay down a back-breaking bag of disbelief may find both the mood and the mystery captivating enough to hold an audience's attention for 100 minutes. What "The Watchers" locks in logic, which is plenty, Ishana Shyamalan makes up for with style capable of cooling off copious questions until a time when they're no longer necessary to ask. The spell of suggestive spooks and smoldering suspense won't entrance everyone, although those who do succumb shouldn't mind the pacing hiccups as much.
In true Shyamalan fashion, "The Watchers" includes a twist, or maybe more of an unanticipated reveal. Surprisingly, it was not what I felt led to guess given what we learn of a certain someone's background along with the mythological makeup of the creatures. What it is isn't a jaw-dropper. But it's a swerve that earns the last act some credit it spends to get amusingly silly as the movie expands from horror to fantasy with a conclusion that leaks out of the forest and into the larger world.
Once "The Watchers" is all said and done, its ledger shows a little more black than red after subtracting the debt of head-scratching character behavior and questionable writing, then adding the profit of fine performances and a solidly cinematic presentation. As first features go, Ishana Night Shyamalan should be satisfied with getting on base in her initial trip to the plate. Individual viewers can decide if she gets there with a walk or a hit. Either way, this debut shows promise for a new player worth watching.
Review Score: 60
Before you know it, viewers gradually transform into frogs slowly boiled alive without realizing the dangerous heat enveloping them until it’s too late.