Undoubtably the worst ending I've ever seen

useless movie

Darkness lies an inch ahead

Totally agree! Annoying and definitely not clever end that ruined the whole movie!

Yep, a total bait and switch, that wants to have it both ways, but ends up pissing off everyone. Reminded me a bit of "The Prestige" bogus ending.

I liked the ending. Just wish there had been a bit more obvious build up.

And the reason he was disproving people is because he wanted to find someone like him. He figured Silver was his best shot. He denied to believe his own powers because who wants to be the only one of thir kind. Then he finally accepted it after getting the possibility knocked out of him.

Or the head being banged on the toilet might have jump started his powers. Not sure. That seemed possible as well. I enjoyed it though.

I was actually enjoying the film until S. Weaver's character died. Then the movie took a major turn and the ending was not that great..seen worse. Call it right below average. Could have been a really good movie IMHO

Yup. Just, yup. Here I'm thinking "finally, a movie with an excellent skeptical message throughout", and then they purposely piss it away in the last ten minutes.

Totally agree with everyone who felt cheated by the ending. It made me want to shove a spoon up my nose and bend it into my brain, I was so mad.

Ok, I was really miffed by the M.Night Shyamalan wannabe twist, but the more I think about it I might've accepted it if it hadn't been for the stupid action flick clichés and pyrotechnics (literally) at the end. Also, who gets their head slammed into a ceramic sink so hard that it shatters the sink, twice, and then they just walk out of there like 'oopsie got a booboo'?? Seriously, the force required to shatter an 8" thick ceramic sink is the equivalent of a sledgehammer swung by Thor's uncle. When this flick stooped to that level I knew it was done for (not to mention the camera in the toilet scene... I was saying to myself "oh please don't do the camera in the toilet scene, that'll be the end of it, pleaseplease... welp they did it).

From there the intelligence level hits rock bottom. A dramatic confrontation in a crowded theater (where the audience is so respectfully quiet that you can hear each line of dialogue that goes on for 5 minutes), a bunch of 500W stage lights blowing up and shooting sparkly sparks everywhere (again prompting little response from the audience, let alone the fire alarms, so as not to step on the last precious lines of dialogue) -- dear lordy mclord, I'm not even getting to the storyline itself, but the whole carefully crafted approach of anti-action which built our suspense for the first hour is ripped away revealing a fricking carnival. I was waiting for the damn bearded lady to ride out on a unicycle.

The idea that the investigator himself had paranormal powers? Seriously... I *might've* bought it. It's a hard sell but sure, maybe an actual psychic could be pretending to be normal whilst seeking out others of his kind. But then why reveal himself in such a grandiose way... to someone who is a fake?? As if Superman catches the bad guy, then says "And another thing... I'm Clark Kent!"