Combining both his sentimental and nihilistic tendencies, Old is easily M. Night Shyamalan’s most formally ambitious film that juggles it’s simultaneously horrifying, hilarious, and heartbreaking tonal aspirations with an off-kilter and experimental ease. The film perfectly synthesizes all of Shyamalan’s go to thematic explorations, covering the inevitability of death, family turmoil and forgiveness, and a plethora of other axienty inducing existential crises so deftly that it’s simply a marvel to watch. Add to all of that some truly stunning body horror and you have yourself the type of high-concept horror that we truly don’t see enough of anymore. People who are hating on this clearly haven’t watched Australian New Wave movies/read some Junji Ito.