HAHAHAHAHAHA’s review published on Letterboxd:
The tragedies of Sophocles, in particular Oedipus Tyrannos, are sometimes described as "a man's search for the truth." This isn't exactly right. Rather it's about a psychological and political unveiling, the raw person as pathology intertwined with society. The past matters insofar as it reverberates in the present wounded being.
Unbreakable is somewhat like this as well. We follow two men's journey into a self-actualized definition (seemingly just one, before the twist), laden with hints that this definition is, in fact, broken (haha) a mask of impotent masculinity, a tragically violent void of sadness and trauma filled by popular culture, rage, silence. And then it is unraveled. David stares like a wounded deer at the world's first supervillain.
Sophocles and Shyamalan are both strong tragedians because when they are at their best they can sidestep conventional judgements of morality (much as audiences and critics are willing to misunderstand both to the contrary). Sophocles achieves this through an all-consuming cynicism, Shyamalan through an overwhelming empathy. I could take this comparison a lot further but it would get increasingly silly and hard to follow so I think I'm going to stop typing this review and get back 2 crying. Love love love Unbreakable.