Signs (2002)

All the grousing about the film's religious content seems like misdirection on the part of the critical mass: whether or not Shyamalan's examination of faith bothers you (didn't bother me, and it's no more ham-fisted than, say, Breaking the Waves), or whether or not you buy a crucial last-minute plot point (I did -- it's hokey, but it works), the fact remains that this is expertly directed and incredibly creepy. Pretty touching, too.

Grade: A-