With The Last Airbender, I thought M. Night was going to break his losing streak. The previews looked promising and didn't emphasize his usual weirdness. I thought by taking on and adapting a name-brand project from a place like Nickelodeon that he would shake off the rust. I thought that doing essentially a kid's film he didn't obscurely write himself would ignore both his signature tendency to drop scary twists for the sake of twists and also the itch to create an R-rated picture like 2008's The Happening. Boy, was I wrong.
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