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Superficially, Unbreakable is much like director M. Night Shyamalan's previous film, his breakthrough smash-hit The Sixth Sense. It stars Bruce Willis and another cute kid (Gladiator's Spencer Treat Clark), it's set in wintry Philadelphia and there's some strange things going on – with a twist at the end. Fortunately, that's where the similarities stop and a rather original, unsettling film begins.

The story opens with a train wreck, from which only one person survives. Miraculously, David Dunn (Willis) is completely unharmed. This is intercut with scenes of a young Elijah Price, who suffers from a genetic disorder which gives him extraordinarily brittle bones, a disease that earns him the nickname 'Mr Glass.' The grown up Elijah (Samuel L. Jackson with absurd hairdo) contacts Dunn and proposes that he is the exact opposite – someone who never breaks their bones, who never gets sick. Dunn dismisses him as a crackpot, but the idea sticks – he doesn't remember ever being ill and he discovers that he is much stronger than he thought possible. Price doesn't give up and reveals his full idea – that Dunn is a real-life comic-book hero with super powers, including a kind of extra-sensory evil-doer perception.

If this all sounds too far fetched, it is very well executed, despite the obvious flaws – surely he would have known he was that strong, that the ESP thing wasn't normal, surely his mother would have noticed that he was never ill. The idea of such extraordinary abilities being dulled and unnoticed in his mundane world is convincing, as is his family's reaction – his wife (Robin Wright Penn) does not believe it and his son (Clark) is in awe. As a normal man in bizarre circumstances, Willis is excellent, as is Jackson as the brooding comic-book collector. Ultimately, the ending is pleasingly low-key and the twist not as shocking or revelatory as in The Sixth Sense. Shyamalan creates an atmosphere that holds the attention and tells his story very well, even if he never quite manages to suspend the audience's disbelief.

In 1996, unconventional-looking actor Jon Favreau set out to make a film he had written with $250,000 director Doug Liman had access to and a cast comprising his similarly oddly-visaged actor buddies. The rest, as they say, is history. The shoot went brilliantly, Liman did a better job than anyone could have hoped and the film was very well received all over the world. Nearly five years on and people are still discovering it, watching it and loving it. Why is that? Why does Swingers deserve to become an all-time classic?

For starters, the characters are fantastic. All exaggerated versions of the actors who play them, they instantly ring a bell – you know people just like them, you even identify with one or two. Favreau plays Mike, a stand-up comic struggling to find work and get over his girlfriend. He's under-confident, but his friends know he's money. His best friend, Trent (Vince Vaughn), is the ûber-ladies' man – so confident it's like the Jedi mind s***. The boy can talk, what can I say? There's Sue (Patrick Van Horn), a wannabe bad dude, Rob (Ron Livingston), who's just moved out to L.A. and Charles (Alex Desert), the coolest cat west of New Orleans.

The story, if you can call it that, follows Trent's attempts to get Mikey back in the game. They start by going to Las Vegas to find some beautiful baby cocktail waitresses. This serves to introduce us to the two central characters and their world- view, which is fine. It gets better when they go back to L.A. and hang out, playing golf and Sega hockey, partying and going to bars and clubs. It's all very sharply observed, with some great little homages to Tarantino and Scorsese. It paints a great picture of a very cool town, with the dialogue just drawing you in. Let Swingers into your life – watch it a few times with your best mates and I guarantee you'll love it forever. Or your money back.