*This article contains minor spoilers about the film "Split."

When I initially saw the trailer for M. Night Shyamalan's film "Split," I thought, "All this movie is going to do is make it seem like people with mental disorders are crazy."

After viewing the film, I am indifferent regarding my initial speculations about the movie.

"Split" did an OK job at giving a look at what someone with dissociative identity disorder may possibly experience during a therapy session, and that's pretty much it. Granted, I have no real way of analyzing this since I do not live with an identity disorder nor know anyone who does.That being said, the times in which the character with the disorder was not in therapy, he was playing the role of a kidnapper and murderer, nothing more.

The film showed therapy sessions and how living situations may differ from those who don't have this disorder. However, that was basically the extent of it. Everything else concerning the main character's life revolved around his plan to unleash his twenty-fourth identity and cause pain to the three girls he abducted. The end of the movie then took a more "Hollywood" turn and really caused me to sit back, sigh and think of how absolutely absurd the film was becoming.

As Dennis/Barry/Patricia/Hedwig/etc. climbed on walls, easily bent metal bars, pushed open heavily locked doors and suffered little to no reaction from gunshot wounds, the film really started to not make any sense. The extreme body morphing was also taken too far considering the character's body not only gaining intense strength but also developing bursting muscles and pulsating veins, something that requires consistent physical maintenance and training, not a shift in identity.

Looking back at how the introduction of the antagonist's therapist was conducted, one would believe that she would be the person who would end up helping the situation, especially since a news broadcast regarding the three girls' abduction was played as she received emails from the man who took them. The audience is also given hope when she makes an appearance at her patient's place of residence at a time when he is taking a dramatic turn for the worst, to say the least. However, there is a noticeable shift and it becomes quite obvious that the therapist would not be helping the girls.

As with every suspense or thriller film, the characters stuck in terrifying situations tended to not make the best decisions. While this is a staple for films of this nature and always tend to make the audience yell at the screen, this film incorporated too many of those moments. Rather than immediately leaving the car upon realizing they were in a car with someone they did not know, they sat, contemplated and spoke to the man in the driver's seat. Their escape plans were also not thoroughly thought through, but that could be attributed to the fact that no one probably thinks when they're in a crisis situation.

The plot twist at the end of the film ended up being sort of moving. Having the man with identity disorder relate to Casey, the main girl, depicted how people with identity disorders resonate with emotional, mental and physical issues of a troubled life and hardship.

Although the film was engaging, I kept coming back to how movies such as "Split" cause the general public to develop notions and ideas regarding the small percentage of people who do have mental disorders. Even when the man with dissociative identity disorder seemed to be making progress or having breakthroughs with his therapist, it would always lead back to him abducting three young girls and planning to make them suffer.

Overall, the movie was suspenseful with classic stupid decisions by people in dire situations and finishing with a final unexpected plot twist. Although it was a psychological thriller from the audience's perspective, it is ultimately a film added to the list of other movies misrepresenting a group of people who are unlike others. While there are plenty of other films that do this as well, there is no justification for perpetuating a mental illness to be nothing more than a pathway to murder.