The Day After Tomorrow...

I think I'm about to get myself in trouble again. I just saw it, and I am appalled. Not at the film, per se. It was so earnest in it's presentment it's hard to pan it.

The causalty count is what gets me. If you write off the people who were in the path of the super-storm, and give a say 1% survival rate (that's really optimistic judging by the thin evidence in New York), that means between North America, Europe, and Asia you're talking a minimum of 2 and a half BILLION people dead. And this passes without a word. WTHeck?!

I had this same problem with Independence Day and it's ilk, too. I'm working on a real review, and it should show up here soon. But in the mean time, can we just think for a second of the scale of what they showed, and what it really would mean?

Update: I WAS going to write a review of this movie, until I read Jim Lilek's Bleat here (scroll about halfway down). Looks like he's pretty much got it covered, and now I have to go clean tea out of my keyboard again. Sheesh! The man should have a warning label on his site: "Caution: Reading portions of this site while drinking will cause you to blow beverages out your nose."