vauxhallmum
had to scrap the cheap car
And what's John Cusack done to his face
His eyebrows don't look right

His eyebrows don't look right



But unfortunately this really WAS a cross between The Day After Tomorrow and Independence Day.
I liked the cracked.com review.
From this point forward, Cusack outraces an earthquake, drives through a collapsing building, jumps a limo AND an RV over giant cracks on the ground, outruns the ash cloud from the eruption of Yellowstone National Park on foot, drives a Bentley out of a crashing airliner onto a glacier and manages to hold his breath for roughly eight minutes underwater. Because he's been cast to be "cool" and appeal to "the kids," he does it all with the same bored, lazy, uninspired look on his face, even when he's screaming for his life.
The characters aren't even characters, they're single personality traits dressed up in human suits. When it's most convenient, they transform into convenient stepping stones for the plot. Like when Peet's plastic surgeon boyfriend happens to know how to fly a plane. Or when Cusack, mankind's least published author, also happens to also be the human being best equipped to navigate raining automobiles, failing skyscrapers and, most impressively, Los Angeles traffic in a fucking limo.
Everyone else in the movie can be summed up entirely by two-word descriptions. Danny Glover is: BLACK PRESIDENT. George Segal is: OLD DAD. Oliver Platt is: ASSHOLE BUREAUCRAT. Beatrice Rosen is: HOT WHORE. One of Cusack's kids still wets herself at age seven, an endearing character quirk until we realize that it's her defining characteristic. In fact, as the camera pulls back through the clouds to bring us the end credits, we get: "No more pull-ups!" she proudly tells a smiling Cusack. I forgot this was a plot point until she capped off the survival of humanity by reminding us of mankind's real victory: bladder control. And you're going to need a mastery of that skill if you hope to make it through all two-hours and 40-minutes of 2012
Emmerich doesn't try to avoid the classic disaster movie cliches. Nor does he try to put a creative spin on them. He simply grabs every single one of those cliches, and I mean every single disaster movie cliche you've ever seen, from Irwin Allen to his own Independence Day, and he wallows in them shamelessly. I don't mean that in the haughty literary way. I mean to use the word in the way mangy dogs understand it as they flop on their back--feet in the air, tongues lolling--and wallow in the freshly flattened carcass of some large rodent that found itself under a semi's wheels. That is how Emmerich wallows in 2012, twisting his hips, eyes glassy and wild, red rocket gleaming in the beautiful, pointlessly destructive asshole we know as the sun.
Did notice that the style of shooting changed suddenly when the gate didn't close, the first part of the film was very cinema style, then it changed to a more TV style.


We might be seeing it tonight - I fear, hope, I will be of Sadken's opinion 'cos I like scences of destruction!!. And I also quite liked the remake of the Poseidon Adventure![]()


I'd rather spend the noodle money on popcorn, nachos, cola and ice cream tbh but that is not a nutritious meal, apparently 
I LOVED it. I love the footage of the poll tax riots they used to show London coming apart at the seams in panic, I loved the VATICAN getting blown up, I LOVED the first sequence of destruction...I loved it all. Anyone who complains about the acting or the script or whatever...what the fuck are you even doing going to see a film like this in the first place? YOU UTTER SCUM!!!!
- cheesy dialogue and characters plus a dog.


Fix the spoiler Ann - it has to be






well i loved it.

He managed to be as amazing as usual in a steaming pile of shitA man's gotta eat, after all
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Me too. And I love John Cusack, so whoever dissed him can fuck off![]()


