The Buried Secret of M. Night Shyamalan

Last night on the Sci-Fi channel, they showed a 3(!) hour long 'documentary' about America's favorite mystical Shaman who occasionally visits our plane of existence to make a mildly crummy movie with Bruce Willis or Joaquin Phoenix in it. A better title for this 'mockumentary' would have been 'The Blair Ego Project'.

I went to school with Manoj, and could confidently say that we were 'small b' buddies. And while being somewhat talented and overall a pretty nice guy, one thing was true then (1989-90) and still remains true today; Manoj is a much better self-marketer than a filmmaker. There was never much 'mysticism' surrounding him. He was just one of the many rich kids at NYU with an over-inflated sense of self-esteem caused by gifted-child hippy-schools that routinely drill into your head that you've got a vision that you need to share with the rest of the world right now!

But back to the documentary. Overall, it was mildly entertaining, but 3 hours? For the love of Ganesh, most people who try to talk that long about how great they are can't stay drunk enough! Even self-absorbed body builders get tired of gazing at their own biceps after about two hours.

And finally, if Manoj is reading this, gimme a job old buddy!