It’s exciting to see Shyamalan on such confident footing once more, all these years later.
Say it ain't so, Babe.
Say you weren't a sad, tortured person who just happened to be able to slam homers out of the park better than anyone else.
Say this movie is all a lie, and that you were indeed a glorious American hero, the grandest of all the boys of summer, and that it was great fun, at least sometimes, to be the most famous baseball hero of all time.
Let us believe. We need our heroes.