I'll be in Canada, meeting with a group of laymen about starting men's ministry in their congregations. More about that later.
At the same time, the Yipe hype for this movie will grow, amidst the buzz that it is more than a movie, its a Nostradamus-like harbinger of apocalyptic doom.
Captain Ed does a great job debunking the myths upon which its built.
Personally, I'm just not all that impressed with the prospect of it as a movie. I've lost interest in the disaster movie genre, which I think jumped the shark back with Volcano when all the L.A. survivors emerged from the calamaty covered in soot to make the subtle-as-a-frying-pan-to-the-kisser point that no matter if we're black or white, we're all just the same (at least we are when a long-dormant volcano erupts sending an Amazonian floe of lava through the city thoroughfares of a major metropolitan population -- remember that, it's one to grow on!)
If the Tommy Lee Jones/Anne Heche vehicle was the cinematic version of a PC Honda Prius, then The Day After Tomorrow is the ironic equivalent of a Hummer mounted on a Monster Truck Chassis, ready to rumble over common sense and sensibilities.
I like Dennis Quaid. I don't know much about the kid, Jake Gelinhair. I have a hunch if you've seen the trailer where they each - in different shots - appear staring in oh-my-goodness slack-jawed awe at the force of nature on crank, then you have already seen the jist of the movie. In fact, here's a prognosticatory summary of the movie for you in 15 words or less:
Bad storm, blue screen. Overkill, overacting. Shock, schlock. Repent from emissions, Rejoice for evermore.
Cue the music...
< louie >
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.
< /louie >
Judging from the previous week's returns, I think the major force to deal with this summer is Hurricane Shrek, and there's not much anyone else will be able to do about it, not even Mother Nature -- and maybe not even Spiderman.
May 25, 2004 10:42 AMIsn't that "wonderfull world" placement a bit of a rip off of a scene in "Bowling for Columbine."
Posted by: Danger Dan at May 25, 2004 1:10 PMdon't know....I quit watching Bowling for Columbine when Michael Moore blamed the murders on rich people who forced poor people to make fudge, leaving the poor people's children at home to fend for themselves where they could find unguarded loaded firearms that would inevitably lead to schoolroom murders or accidental killings.
Believe me, any similarity is coincidental, and I wouldn't look to Moore as my inspiration.
Although I do enjoy the notion of the irony, if some exists.
Posted by: Bryan at May 25, 2004 2:52 PM