I mentioned in the post announcing Signs as my selection for this week's SFS Movie Club that aliens send me diving under the covers. I had forgotten just how true that was until rewatching Signs this past weekend.
I haven't been keeping track over the years, but I've seen M. Night Shyamalan's spin on War of the Worlds, at the very least, six times (twice in theaters, twice on Blu-ray, and at minimum twice on DVD). And you know what? Even with that many viewings, it still manages to push my alien-fearing buttons. Let's rundown out why: