The
Day After Tomorrow
by Victoria Alexander
First
let's review: In the real world there are no flying chick
vampires (VAN HELSING), no weight-lifting demons (HELLBOY), no kiddie
wizards (HARRY POTTER), no SPIDER-MAN, no alien invasion (INDEPENDENCE
DAY), and no imminent catastrophic New Ice Age looming over planet
Earth. Are there really people who believe this movie is based on
fact?
But,
if there was, and I'm willing to be entertained with massive
global suffering and mayhem regardless of the junk science behind
it, THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW does a great job with a computer visualizing
the devastation that would come.
A movie
needs a dramatic story, a villain, and characters we care about.
DAT has none of these ingredients.
With
so much attention to tornadoes, blizzards and tidal waves, everyone
forgot to write a script. The story, the dialogue, and the acting
are so terrible that I was cheering for the cleansing of the planet.
I wanted everyone, even those with one line of dialogue, to be swallowed
up by a tidal wave.
I was
astonished how many truly stupid people found their way into New
York City's 42nd Street Library. One man actually thought
that the library had the only copy of Nietzsche's book sitting
right there on the shelf! He then clings to Gutenberg's Bible
as if it's the sole copy on Earth. (Bragging rights go to
The British Library which has two complete copies of the Gutenberg
Bible, one printed on paper and one on vellum. Apart from these
two copies, there are 46 other complete copies of the Bible or substantial
fragments worldwide. Six of these are in the United Kingdom. New
York's Public Library wasn't listed.)
Nobody
takes advantage of the catastrophe coming to the U.S. and the world.
Neither Los Angeles or NYC suffer from looting or mass hysteria.
Would
you willingly keep your boss company on a 90-mile walk in a horrific
blizzard when you know even sticking your head outside means sudden
death due to hypothermia?
Climatologist
Jack Hall (Dennis Quaid) has been an absentee father to 17-year
old Sam (too old for the part Jake Gyllenhaal) and a lousy husband
to his equally busy physician wife Lucy (Sela Ward). No one will
listen to Hall as he foresees a major climate change that will destroy
the U.S. Even after major devastation in Los Angeles, the Vice-President
of the U.S. and others in high command fail to heed his call for
a mass evacuation. The President (Perry King) is so clueless that
he is the last to be sent to an underground secret location.
Lucky
for us in Nevada, Mexico is considered a safe haven.
And
then there is dour Professor Rapson (Ian Holm), a friend of Hall's
stationed in a remote outpost in Scotland. Yep, it's coming,
he says. He is as sour and resigned as everyone else on the planet.
As
always happens in movies, Sam goes to New York City with two classmates
immediately after Hall's predictions turns L.A. into rubble.
New York City is next. Hall decides that his brilliant son needs
to be rescued and ends up walking from D.C. to New York with his
two assistants, Jason (Dash Mihok) and Frank (Jay O. Sanders). This
is so far-fetched and idiotic that the audience kept laughing. Meanwhile,
Dr. Hall has only one critically ill cancer patient. Dr. Hall's
patient is – how manipulative is this? - a young boy whose
parents are busy someplace. When the hospital is evacuated, Dr.
Hall decides to stay alone with her patient.
In
a phone call, Jack and Lucy suddenly find out that they love each
other.
Back
at the library, the absurd hilarity continues. Sam nearly drowns
making a phone call to Jack and, when told to stay inside, becomes
the group's leader. When his classmate becomes sick, the story
really gets silly. With his two friends, he goes outside. I will
not ruin the fun by telling you what happens next. I was told if
you sit through this you'll burn off ten minutes of Hell Time.
I came
away from Roland Emmerich's DAT thinking that, could it be
really possible, that people are passive cows and the instinct to
survive has been twiddled out of our DNA? If so, then so be it.
The
grand-scale effects are stunning and quite nasty. DAT is the ultimate
destruction movie but next time how about spending a few dollars
from the big budget on a compelling story of man's survival?
THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW
Twentieth Century Fox
Credits:
Screenwriter-directors: Roland Emmerich
Producers: Roland Emmerich, Ute Emmerich, Stephanie Germain, Mark
Gordon
Director of photography: Ueli Steiger
Production designer: Barry Chusid
Music: Harald Kloser
Costume designer: Renée April, Matthew Jerome
Editor: David Brenner
Cast:
Dennis Quaid: Jack Hall
Jake Gyllenhaal: Sam Hall
Emmy Rossum: Laura Chapman
Dash Mihok: Jason Evans
Jay O. Sanders: Frank Harris
Sela Ward: Dr. Lucy Hall
Austin Nichols: J.D.
Arjay Smith: Brian Parks
Tamlyn Tomita: Janet Tokada
Sasha Roiz: Parker
Running
time -- 117 minutes
MPAA rating: PG13
by
Victoria Alexander - FilmsInReview.com
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