Day After Tomorrow, Dir; Roland Emmerich, Cert; 12A
a theory on the effects of global warming, add a dash of political commentary
regarding the US Governments refusal to sign the Kyoto accords and mix
it all up in a story by the director of Independence Day, along with a
very large FX budget and what do you have?
Well, the short answer is "The first of the summer blockbusters", however
a more reasoned response would be "A thin veneer of a story to link a
lot of special effects".
Dennis Quaid plays an American climatologist trying to raise awareness
of the possible disastrous effects of global warming at an international
convention in New Delhi. After locking horns with the US vice-president,
and losing, he meets an English scientist (Ian Holm) who shares his concerns
and alerts him to the imminent on set of his fears.
Meanwhile Quaids son (Jake Gyllenhall) is on a school trip to New York,
where he becomes stuck with the on set of a little rain, some snow and
a tidal surge followed by a bit of a cold snap.... Cue the devoted fathers
pledge to rescue his son - "I made him a promise and I intend to keep
it!", the stoic British scientists who, having alerted the hero to the
impending crisis, are left to freeze to death with a bottle of 12yr old
Balvennie Malt (I'm hoping for a sample from the distillery for product
identification and placement within this review!!), Mexico closing
its borders to American immigrants and "Will he/ won't he survive" drama
of the token ill child. Talking of tokens, there's the token old couple,
a token street bum and a token dialogue shared amongst the whole cast!
If you take this film with a pinch of salt (or sugar depending on your
popcorn preference) then it's quite an enjoyable diversion, a bit like
the good old fashioned Saturday morning matinees where you'd shout at
the screen to try and get the characters to see sense.
Ignore the plot holes and the dire dialogue, ignore that Emmerich only
included Brits so he could kill them off in a fit of revenge for the panning
The Patriot received, and ignore the abysmal geography (for someone who's
destroyed New York at least 3 times now he should know it's layout in
relation to the rest of the USA!) and that there's nowhere south of the
equator. If you can do the above then you should enjoy this film - I certainly
did, but perhaps not on the manner the director intended.
(Samples of Balvennie
Doublewood 12yr old Malt will be greatfully
accepted!) - Competition