When I first saw the trailer for Split, I laughed … I laughed. I mean James McAvoy was dressed as a woman. And then pretending to be a nine-year-old boy. When I thought it couldn’t get worse, what popped on the screen? “From writer/director M. Night Shyamalan.” This movie had to be a joke. It looked terrible. Also, it was coming out in January where bad movies go to die. It was a cinch. Another Shyamalan disaster. Then an early review came out from one of my most respected YouTubers, Chris Stuckmann. He gave the movie an A- … Huh? … What? … How?
That didn’t completely sell me because Shyamalan inspired Stuckmann with his movies earlier in his career so maybe he pumped the grade up a bit. But other positive reviews came out closer to the release date. Rotten Tomatoes had it 74% (as of Jan. 29) and it made a strong $40 million in its opening weekend. Conclusion, I guess I better see this movie. Listening to the Schmoes Know Live Show, which I listen to once a week, they started discussing the movie and skirting the line of spoilers. Conclusion, I need to see this movie NOW before it gets spoiled. So I find the next showing, which is at 10:30 p.m. at Regal in Dickson City, and floor it. I buy the ticket, grab a box of Buncha Crunch and head to Theater 8. Let me tell you … this movie’s good. No … it’s great. Continue reading