There are days when I wonder what the hell I am doing. I sit here and honestly wonder what I could possibly be thinking. I mean, I know I’m a smart guy. I know better. At least I should no better. But, then I go and do something completely stupid. What the hell is wrong with me. Just when I think I have it all together, I go and watch The Day After Tomorrow.
I dunno. Maybe I was tired or bored. Maybe I thought death, destruction and world disaster would make me appreciate life. Maybe I just think that Emily Rossum is a hottie.
Whatever the case may be, there is no excuse for doing something so ridiculous as subjecting myself to nearly two hours of lousy filmmaking, cliched acting and overdone special effects.
And, could this movie be any more preachy? Dayumn, I’m a supporter of environmental causes and I found myself saying, “Jesus, man, lighten up!” How classic is the final shot of the earth from space and what COULD be along with the astronaut saying how he’d never seen the air so clear. Ah, Mother Nature saves us…from ourselves!
I wish I could isolate the memories of that turd of a movie and rip them from my brain. Maybe then I could sleep well not knowing that Dennis Quaid, Jake Gyllenhall, Rossum and Sela Ward all manage to survive.
Oh, did I spoil it for you? Good. Now, you won’t have to suffer my fate. Save yourself. There is still time.