Stinks

Rating: 1/10 (2 February 2011)

I caught most of this on HD last night, but missed the credits. The drearily tranquilized acting, monotone dialogue delivery, lengthy and frequent (and stoopid and boring) heart to heart scenes, PC characterizations and utter humorlessness had me in a trance in no time. The deep with a capital D story isn't very deep, but is remarkably pretentious, particularly in that the material has the profundity of a typical fortune cookie fortune. That this mess and the 'Artist' who created it take themselves so very seriously makes this crap far, far worse than the norm for rotten movies.
And then it came to me -Signs is the product of the oh so fashionable N. Sittydammed Putrid, a real auteur for sure, as all his movies suck exactly the same way(s) as this one does.
For aliens out to conquer the world, or harvest humans...or whatever it is they supposedly plan to do, they do it awfully slowly always giving sobbing Gibson plenty of time for (some more) quality time with someone or other. Someone or other exactly as boring as he is (here).
'Intellectual' filmmaking for the self appointed PC elite.