To all those who have watched it: I hope you enjoyed it as much as I do.

A movie that not only functions as a solid scarefest but a razor-sharp satire.

It is neither dumb nor smart enough to be fun, and spends way too much time with its boring human characters.

The biggest problem with this movie is it’s a little better than you think it might be, which somehow makes it worse. As in, it takes itself a bit too seriously, which makes most of the movie feel kind of dull.

What an freaky thing! Almost like a scary movie in its self. Not saying it's all true, but really interesting. Worth seeing, I find it odd they only showed it once on SciFi must have ticked someone off. The bird in the old farm house scared me so watch out. And who knew he died. The fact he has prewritten lines for the actors to say about his movies. The pond and the ice,said he saw died people as a small child. His movie are about his life, and know one ever knew. Not your normal interview at all, quite an strange twist. Also has information about The Village. One thing I can't seem to find the website that they talk to the teenager about.

"absurd may be the tales i tell,ill-suited to the marching timesi loved the lips from which they fellso let it stand among my rhymes" this is exactly what i feel about m.night, nd the movie!!!! this movie is so perfectly nd enigmatically absurd...that the question of it being true or untrue does not interest me!...i feel judging such a piece of work with rationality and logic would be derogatory...i believe that there is nothing called the truth or a lie...these things are created by us in order to hide our inability of seeing the bigger picture!.....so for me...it was an intriguing experience..watching this movie!

I actually quite enjoyed this "mockumentary." I had heard about it vaguely, but only got to see on TV a few hours ago. I think it was actually more interesting than say "unbreakable." :).That aside, I thought it started becoming quite obvious this could be hoax (in case you didn't know already), when they started interviewing Night's high school friend, who he "confided" in about his "secret." She was way too poised and articulate to not be an actress. One of the main reasons documentaries are so interesting is the spontaneity of the subjects; their every-day kind of reactions; not composed, emotive, acted out sequences. I don't think you have to be completely gullible to believe it was real, especially if you didn't already know it was a hoax. One could actually believe it, if seeing it as a piece completely disjointed from the marketing hype of that last Night disaster, the village. It was well-crafted, but I have seen a lot of documentaries that are even better crafted and have extremely high production values. Yes, the sea-sickening hand-held camera jiggling got a little too over-the-top sometimes. It did start to especially unravel around the end, where it got needlessly melodramatic.The reasons this failed so miserably has a lot to do with the way it was handled by the Hollywood spinmeisters, rather than its content. I don't think there is anything wrong with mockumentaries, especially if they are well crafted and entertaining. But the Hollywood spin-machine seems to have lost touch with the real world, and are increasingly underestimating the intuition and intelligence of the audience. The marketeers seem to now be living in their own little fantasy world. They actually seem to believe that by creating such obviously over-hyped sensationalist marketing ploy would actually impart any kind of believability to a project like this. They just don't seem to know how to use the media anymore. There are just too many overpaid and way under-qualified marketing (moron) executives working as publicists and marketeers in Hollywood today. I just hope M. Night doesn't eventually fall prey to this vicious vortex of doom. He is a frightfully intelligent person, and a director with great style and potential. He needs to shed that twist ending thing to sell his films though. He will then do a lot better, with or without the help of spirits :)

My Architect was a fence-riding movie. There was worthwhile footage and some insight but there was also bad taste, self-promotion, and more than a little cheese. It was unclear if the previously unknown Nathaniel Kahn had any thing deeper in him but to self-identify (loudly) that he was related to someone famous and talented. It was hard to assess blame for the saccharine and sophomoric parts, but with this project the blame comes into crisp focus. Nathaniel Kahn was the problem. In this, his next project, Kahn with no taste to restrain himself, wastes no time in finding and enhancing his inner whore, selling his approval and switching hats from "documentarist" to "huckster" for a mediocre would-be-spooky backstory about M. Night Shymalan; as a tie-in to pre-sell that directors next mediocre genre-piece. Instead of being Hollywoods next brilliant P.R. move, this is a thoroughly icky, "run-to-the-shower-to-wash-the-stink-off" piece of self-degradation.Kahn had no other story to tell before immediately selling himself out as a shill to promote "The Village." Shymalan himself is to say the least full of... himself, and for Kahn to line up behind him to produce this piece of faux-lore is the most embarrassing piece of a**kissing since Waylon Smithers took that job under Monty Burns.In my eyes, the stink from this trash, irreversibly damages both Kahn and the earlier effort.