I agree with the original poster.
And I knew that almost no one else would. The patterns of IMDb commenters are becoming more and more predictable, the more one stays in this crazy world. If it's a movie that's respected here, then it's sacred in its perfection, and beyond criticism, and its ending is perfect, no matter whether it's actually a good ending, an imaginative ending, a dull ending, a 'slapped something together for abrupt non-conclusion'-kind of ending.
It's because people said that this movie is better than the 'Spacey' movie (though his name fits the idea nicely), that I thought this movie would be BOLD, and actually have the courage to take a stand and blatantly and flat-out tell us, that yes, this man actually IS from outer space, but of course a quack is not going to believe it... until he is forced to.
Because this is supposed to be so much better, I expected this to also contradict the BS of the other movie, and instead of the vague, conformist, cliché "he could have been either way, YOU decide, because I am too lazy to create a full plot, so the audience has to co-create part of it"-ending, the wishy-washy Charlie Brown-type, politically-correct "let's not offend anyone" crap, there would be an ..
.. ACTUAL ENDING ..
that would show us him possibly taking the boy with him, and going to the field he spoke of, levitating into the spaceship, and just drifting away.
Of course after the shrink would have called the other quacks, to confirm, investigate, research and clarify as to whether his story checks out or not (he called Rantes a mystery, but he never lifted a finger to solve that mystery, what?).
I am also disappointed that this movie didn't feature that 'astronomy proof', and that the quack-shrink was allowed to just go on like he was just another case, slightly mysterious perhaps, but just another loon.
Now, what could be more depressing than that?
I fully expected the doctor to be FORCED to realize the truth. Now, he just goes on with his shink-ramblings, and his illusions and hallucinations are never broken. HE is never helped!
Helped to see the reality 'as-is' instead of 'as-indoctrinated'.
There was so much potential in the story and the movie, but half way, it becomes truly idiotic (what's with the pied piper Beethoven-scene?), and then loses its momentum before fizzling out without ever exploring the ideas it could have expanded into something glorious.
This movie is not that much better than the other - it's just different. This has telekinesis (but of course not, when the shrink-quack is present), the other movie has 'astrology proof'.
I'd rather watch 'Flight of the Navigator' again than see this movie ever again. At least there the 'space visitor' theme was clearly shown to be true (much better, interesting and fuller of possibilities than the dull, grey, imaginationless, narrow "mental patient" plot), and done in an entertaining and interesting way.
There are some other gripes as well.
Why did he go to a mental hospital and _NOT_ expect to be medicated? He said he knows all human procedures, but somehow, had NO PROTECTION against being injected?
Why did he say that all over the place, there are many Ranteses having the same exact conversation with head-shrinkers.. AT THE SAME EXACT TIME?
Is the cleaning-schedule that EXACT in mental hospitals, that the janitor would hit the box at the -exact- same time in all places at once? That's kind of hard to believe. Besides, how would he know, whether one hospital is slightly early or slightly late in that conversation? And if he can know, surely he would easily be able to describe things outside the hospital that he has no way of knowing about, that can be checked out, to prove his story.
If he can't feel, where did the rage come from?
Why does he stupidly say "doctor, doctor, why hast thou forsaken me", mimicing what Jesus is reported to have said about his Father? Does he think that the head-shrinker is GOD? What?
So he just .. (Oh, come on, do I really have to write "SPOILERS"?)... dies, and that's it?
What the heck kind of an ending is that? Where's the imagination? Where's the entertainment value? Where's the escapism?
These are the three things the Earth movies seem to avoid like AIDS. It's like they are forbidden qualities in movies. "No, we must be instead dull, boring and as mundane as possible, plus slightly horrible and scary".
Because, you know, that's ART.. that's the emperor's invisible, beautiful clothing that every ape praises.
The original poster is right, and he/she's the only one here, that's right. This movie had potential, and then got medicated, and became dull and mundane. Movies are not supposed to be dull and mundane, meaningless stories with crappy endings.
If I want that, I have my life.