The Mothman Prophecies
Okay, I'm not going to give away the ending of this film, but I find it rather sickening that whenever something happens that doesn't have a completely straightforward explanation, all the lobe monkeys gather and ascribe its cause to the supernatural. If God didn't do it, there apparently must be some other freaky, otherworldly power behind the whole thing.
To be fair, "The Mothman Prophecies" and director Mark ("Arlington Road") Pellington say nothing about disasters being caused by anything supernatural, but it's certainly implied. He suggests that there are a whole fleet of Mothmen out there trying to warn us about impending doom, despite the fact that, even once warned, we're powerless to do anything about it. That's helpful. If a Mothman shows up at my house with a prescription for doom in one hand, he'd better have an Xbox and a case of Schlitz in the other.
Washington Post reporter John Klein (Richard Gere) happens to be one of these lucky few. After his wife (Debra Messing) dies following a strange car accident, all sorts of weird things start happening to him and he ends up in Point Pleasant, West Virginia, for no apparent reason. He runs into Gordon (Will Patton), then Sgt. Connie Parker (Laura Linney), then discovers some of the same weird things happening to him have been happening to the hilt in Point Pleasant. This is all supposed to mean that something bad is going to happen.
I knew something bad was going to happen the second Will Patton appeared on screen. He always plays freaky characters with otherworldly connections or psychotic disorders. I wouldn't have been surprised if Point Pleasant just suddenly disappeared, given that Will Patton lived there. I'm sure there was a perfectly rational explanation for what happened at the end of this movie (the movie is supposedly based on a true story). And if there wasn't, so what? Not everything has to have an explanation.
That being said, John Klein gets some pretty damn weird phone calls that don't appear to have any explanation at all. Toward the end, he chooses to ignore not only the calls, but the ringing phone itself. Here's a piece of advice, you idiot: When the phone to otherworldly insight rings, pick the damn thing up. You may be too chickenshit to face the secrets of the universe, but I'd like to know a few of them myself.
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