M. Night Shyamalan has a knack for deftly creating unease. I like that he doesn’t recoil from discomfort, but instead leans into it. That wariness is part of what makes a thriller compelling: it keeps the viewer guessing and questioning their own judgments. However, narratively and character-wise, this was lacking. They made some strides towards the end, but it felt rushed, and I think more of a backstory was necessary to have a greater emotional impact. Despite lacking some infrastructure, Josh Hartnett’s performance was excellent. Truly an actor with gravitas, Hartnett is remarkable in that he holds both intense control and a sort of innate softness and subtlety that is rare to find in one person. He is the best part of the film (and so alluring that it is almost painful). Any detriments about the movie were mostly a writing and plot payoff problem. The soundtrack by Saleka Shyamalan was good. I loved a few creative shots here and there. And, I’m slightly biased towards liking this movie as a Pennsylvanian and Philly-adjacent girl.