Glass

This may not be M. Night Shyamalan's worst movie, though it's surely his most disappointing.

It's good to have him back. It's a great looking film, it's great storytelling, and again he really takes his time.

There are a few thoughtfully placed cameras and thrilling moments - Bruce Willis vs. a door, for one - but they're not nearly enough to make this self-conscious live-action comic book worthwhile.

Hollywood and its superhero franchises are all but coextensive, and Shyamalan's confrontation with the ubiquity, popularity, and dominance of superheroes gives "Glass" a second-level urgency.

Shyamalan is incredibly gifted. He's also suffering from delusions of grandeur.

You have to admire Shyamalan's efforts to deconstruct a genre that he evidently loves, yet there is just so little to haunt or to fool us in the result, and a few sharp laughs might have helped his cause.

It's a solid package.

Shyamalan reaches the rock bottom of hacky gimmicks and clueless storytelling.

The big reveal isn't something that was hidden, but that there wasn't really anything of substance to reveal all along.

To quote Mr Glass, this is supposed to be an origins story. However, during the 19 years between Glass and Unbreakable, there are better ones out there.