ABSTRACT
Recently my wife, Kristin, and I rented The Sixth Sense, a film we had heard good things about but hadn't seen when it was playing in the theaters. The movie is essentially a ghost story, with lots of good jolts and a surprise ending. Allow me to amend that by saying I was surprised by the ending—Kristin calmly informed me that she had figured out the ending thirty minutes before the final credits rolled. “Impossible!” I said, not wanting to admit that she had outsmarted me. She then slowly and methodically pointed out the many hints embedded in the first half of the film that allowed her to predict the ending. (I'll refrain from stating the ending here out of respect for those of you who have yet to see the film. I still haven't forgiven Gene Siskel for giving away the surprise twist in The Crying Game in his review.)
