I do not blame M. Evening Shyamalan followers for desirous to get a style of his newest movie, “Lure”, within the hope that the director may return to the glory days of “The Sixth Sense,” “Unbreakable,” “Indicators” and even “Cut up” and make a traditional thriller once more.

However I maintain this reality to be self-evident: It is unhealthy mojo when a studio refuses to advance display a film for critics (consider “Snakes on a Airplane”). For a scorching minute, I hoped that Shyamalan may beat the jinx with “Lure,” now in theaters hoping to lure in audiences earlier than the wretched phrase will get out, however “Lure” rapidly dives off the cliff from disappointment to catastrophe.

For starters, the so-called grasp of the “twist” ending offers away that recreation nearly instantly as we notice that Cooper (Josh Hartnett), the doting dad taking his daughter Riley (Ariel Donoghue) to a pop live performance, is basically “The Butcher,” an notorious serial killer, and that the legislation has arrange this live performance to entice him within the act of… I nonetheless cannot determine it out. How do you retain an eye fixed out amongst 20,000 individuals?

To get pleasure from “Lure” you not solely should droop disbelief however beat it on the top till it loses consciousness.

Learn no additional if you wish to see “Lure” figuring out nothing — a blissful state unimaginable to realize since Shyamalan offers away the killer’s ID within the trailer and the primary jiffy of the movie.

That is once we see Cooper verify his cellphone to verify his newest dwelling sufferer (he is already butchered a dozen) continues to be trapped in a suburban basement, maybe to make use of as a hostage in case the cops really do nab him.

Again within the day, Shyamalan may have constructed suspense by contrasting the onstage motion starring famous person singer Girl Raven with the killer’s actions behind the scenes. The live performance itself, seemingly made to reflect the Taylor Swift Eras Tour (they need, we want) is carried out by the writer-director’s daughter, Saleka Shyamalan, who really wrote the songs she sings. What a disgrace her father has trapped her within the cross-cutting in order that her efficiency fails to register. Ditto the strain.

The plot has extra holes than a Swiss cheese consuming contest. A lot occurs by luck or synchronicity that perception flies out the window, by no means to return.

As daddy wanders the halls searching for a technique to escape, he meets memento vendor Jamie (a terrific Jonathan Langdon), who tells him the cops are setting a entice and that the password for insiders is “Hamilton.”

Need extra? When Cooper must get backstage, he simply occurs to run right into a producer, performed by Shyamalan himself, who affords him an opportunity to have Riley cameo onstage with Girl Raven thus guaranteeing exit entry. Psycho dad is so fortunate he should purchase a lottery ticket.

The cops are completely inept, together with the chief police profiler performed by beloved former baby star Hayley Mills (bear in mind “The Mum or dad Lure”?), now 78 and getting older gracefully, although Shyamalan ungraciously sticks her in a task that defines incompetence.

I pause right here to reward the one factor of “Lure” that does work, and that’s the efficiency of Hartnett, 46, a former teen idol who took a break from appearing earlier than returning in such roles as nuclear physicist Ernest Lawrence within the Oscar-winning “Oppenheimer.”

Do not guess on Oscar speak for “Lure,” although Hartnett performs miracles in making Cooper a serial butcher and a loyal household man dwelling in the identical physique. You consider him, which is a trick Shyamalan in any other case fails to realize as this misfire builds to a sequel-begging climax that ups the ante on shameless.

The laughs are unintentional in “Lure,” however its failure to thrill is lifeless critical.

You do not want a sixth sense to know that Shyamalan is working on empty.