Showing posts with label Dennis Quaid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dennis Quaid. Show all posts

Saturday, April 7, 2012

THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW (2004)

Paleoclimatologist Dennis Quaid has a bad feeling about global warming. He spends a lot of time attending conferences and trying to warn people that the human race is eventually gonna get wiped out by a new ice age. But even paleoclimatologist Dennis Quaid can't predict that it's gonna to happen...the day after tomorrow! Yikes!

Even worse than the world ending the day after tomorrow is paleoclimatologist Dennis Quaid's son, Jake Gyllenhaal, is in NYC for a school activity and he hasn't had a chance to knock boots with supersexy Emmy Rossum yet. Ohhh, the humanity! Is there no God?!!! Multiple hailstorms, tornadoes, tidal waves, supercooled superstorms and wolf attacks later Jake is trapped in NYC and it's up to paleoclimatologist Dennis Quaid to come save him.

And, of course, he does. Oops! Did I ruin the ending for you? I'm sorry. One of the things that gets old in these disaster movies is no matter what, no matter even if you have a superstorm the size of Australia breathing right down your neck, the hero always seems to live through it all with only a few scratches to show for their troubles. I guess that's what's expected, but still it'd be nice if every once and awhile some of the main characters died.

Still, despite the we've-seen-this-shit-a-million-times-before script THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW is entertaining. The CG destruction looks nice, the pace is quick, Jake Gyllenhaal proves that even with a lame script he's still a good actor, Emmy Rossum's smile created such a warming glow in my loins that it could've thawed out a woolly mammoth's carcass from 60 paces, ice age-proof wolves, paleoclimatologist Dennis Quaid, that guy from "Riptide" as the President, Ian Holm's in a role that is beneath his talents and a completely unexpected Friedrich Nietzsche reference...wow.

Recommended for fans of cheesy disaster movies...like me.  I cannot get enough of these things.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

JAWS 3 (1983)

Sheriff Brody's eldest son is now a big wig at the Sea World in Florida.  While his younger brother is in town for a visit, a gigantic Great White shark sneaks into the facility and starts eating people, I'm guessing (in light of the personal vendetta nature of Part 4) in an attempt to eat the two boys.

The idea of Jaws stealthily eating people in a water park is so fucking ridiculous that I can't believe they made a big budget Hollywood movie about it, but they did and it's way dumber than you can even imagine.  Not only did they play the entire thing seriously, but it's shot in a hokey 3D fashion which results in nonstop things pointing towards the camera. It gets old quick. JAWS 3 is a cheesy, entertaining train wreck that's a lot of fun to laugh at. I'm not sure if that's what the filmmakers were going for, but JAWS 3 is a great comedy.

If you are looking for a serious JAWS movie, this isn't it. It's not a horrible film, but I doubt anybody has ever taken it seriously.  Although, I do remember seeing this movie as a kid and that hand in the mouth scene freaked me out.

Part 1 - Jaws (1975)
Part 2 - Jaws 2 (1978)
Part 4 - Jaws: The Revenge (1987)