I'm starting to think that heroes weren't meant to come out of retirement.
I've never felt strongly about Christian Slater in any way.
A creepy, atmospheric psychological and supernatural thriller.
Releasing two movies with near-identical plots in the same year is like two girls showing up to the prom wearing the exact same outfit. I'm talking about Deep Impact and Armageddon. These movies are so similar in plot and story that when I saw the trailers aired separately on TV, I thought Deep Impact was a subtitle to Armageddon. Regrettably, Deep Impact is the lesser version of the same story in almost every way.
The plot is simple: A giant meteor is on a course to collide with Earth. The rest is all human drama surrounding several unrelated people. Téa Leoni is a reporter, building her career on the meteor story. Morgan Freeman is the President of the United States who guides the audience in his fatherly way, explaining what's being done to counter the meteor and precautions in case the attempts fail. Robert Duvall is an astronaut leading a team to land on the meteor, drill into it and plant nuclear warheads inside it. And Elijah Wood is the teenager who first discovers the meteor.
The movie theater has been my source of constant joy and endless hatred for humanity.
You know, I can appreciate a movie that doesn't want to spoil its plot, premise or story with its advertising.
An abstruse film that's more comical than perturbing.
A powerful piece that captures the honesty of physical battle.
The Day After Tomorrow explores the "global disaster" genre in a refreshing way. Instead of a plague or a meteor or zombies, we have global warming causing global cooling. I won't go into the movie science that explains it, but just know that three cyclonic storms with centers cold enough to freeze gasoline are creating a new ice age across the entire northern hemisphere of the Earth. What's nice about this global disaster is that there's nothing to be done to stop it. No crazy contraptions drilling to the center of the earth. No nuclear warheads being detonated. The characters are just surviving.
Dennis Quaid plays Jack Hall, a climatologist who's more involved with his work than with his family, which causes a bit of love loss with his son, Sam (Jake Gyllenhaal). Sam and his classmates are competing in New York when the storms strike, stranding him and forcing his father on a rescue mission against impossible odds. The plot is good enough, but being a disaster movie, the film forces the audience to watch tangents that aren't particularly necessary to flesh out the film.
This straight-to-video remake of George Romero's Day of the Dead is an oddity among B-movie horror films in that it has more than one recognizable Hollywood actor, looks like it has a decent budget and has pretty good direction and visual effects. The only real downside is the lackluster writing. Still, most zombie movie aficionados will most likely be pleased by this offering provided they make a few concessions.
The tie-in to Romero's Day of the Dead is very loose here. Most of the story takes place topside instead of underground and it focuses more on the zombie action rather than the human interaction. In this version, a small town has been quarantined by the U.S. military and the townsfolk are suffering from some kind of virus. Those infected turn into flesh-eating zombies and it's up to a few survivors to get the hell out of dodge. Fans of Bub, the learning zombie from the original, may be disappointed to find Bud, the loving zombie here, but at least it's something.