it was good as good goes
my mouth gaped open, my hand flying to my chest in surprise at what was happening on the screen in front of me.
last night, i went to see the village with heather and my brother and whole bunch of camp persons. although it was not as hard to figure out as m. night shyamalan's previous motion pictures, it was immensely enjoyable. i'd say more, but the screts to mr. shyamalan's movies have a bad tendancy to leak out real quick.
or so i've experienced in my past. like when i accidentally told james what happened at then end of the sixth sense.