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A Feel-Good Cataclysmic
Disaster Movie

By Jason Silverman
Wired News
5-28-4
 
Call it the Giant Switch Theory: At some point, global warming will send enough polar ice slush into the ocean to turn off the flow of warm air and water. In a flash, weather around the Earth will turn monstrous -- killer tornadoes in Los Angeles, super tsunamis in Manhattan and football-sized ice chunks dropping from the sky in Tokyo.
 
Though scientists might not buy this theory -- especially the in-a-flash part -- Hollywood sure has. Fox's $125 million The Day After Tomorrow is built on the idea that global warming could explode into global disaster at any moment.
 
Such a scenario is scary to imagine -- scarier, certainly, than those of other disaster movies. Earthquakes and twisters are too localized, aliens and giant spiders too ludicrous. But global warming is something the scientific community speaks with near-unanimity about. Cataclysmic change, many will tell you, is on the way, be it next year or in a millennium or two.
 
That's not to accuse The Day After Tomorrow of being a responsible environmental text. It's a Hollywood blockbuster -- brash, dazzling and, beneath its "science," quite silly.
 
The film opens with a scan of bad weather around the world -- mega-hail in Japan, blizzards in New Delhi and ceaseless rain in New York. The unprecedented storms are of special concern to Jack Hall (played by Dennis Quaid), a paleoclimatologist whose research suggests that the weather is about to get far worse.
 
In Jack's remarkably accurate model, continentwide storms with temperatures cold enough to freeze gasoline will sweep south, killing everything in their path. Jack warns the president of the impending doom, and then heads north from Washington, D.C., to Manhattan.
 
He's in search of his son Sam (Jake Gyllenhaal), who, with some other survivors, has holed up in the New York Public Library, burning books to stay warm. By the time Jack arrives, Manhattan has been frozen solid, and there's not a living soul to be seen.
 
His search should be dramatic. Instead, it feels like an afterthought, coming after the film's most effective segments, the weather scenes.
 
Director Roland Emmerich, who vaporized the White House in Independence Day and stomped on Manhattan in Godzilla, outdoes himself here. The punishment The Day After Tomorrow unleashes on New York and Los Angeles is phenomenal -- raging torrents blasting through the streets, enormous tornadoes pulling buildings apart, city blocks flash-frozen. It's completely convincing and, in an eerie way, quite beautiful.
 
Against all of this spectacular carnage, the Jack-Sam story seems insignificant. Emmerich builds us a global crisis, with hundreds of millions dead and more displaced, then fritters away his movie on a father-son reunion.
 
In that way, The Day After Tomorrow feels like a missed opportunity -- the sense of dread and disaster is sharp enough to pop at least a few viewers out of their complacency. Is it possible to watch a film about the end of civilization without thinking of your own place on the planet?
 
But Emmerich, by narrowing his global tragedy into a one-family redemption story, gives the viewers an escape route. Everything will be OK, the (relatively) happy ending tells us.
 
Some environmentalists see The Day After Tomorrow as an opportunity to broaden the discussion of global climate change. MoveOn.org is mobilizing its troops to distribute fliers after screenings. Greenpeace built a look-alike spoof site that lists ExxonMobil as climate change's director and George W. Bush as producer.
 
But those hoping The Day After Tomorrow will radicalize the general public's views on greenhouse emissions are out of luck. Emmerich's film is the furthest thing from a rabble-rousing, kill-your-SUV manifesto. The film attaches little blame -- there's no belching smokestacks, no smog-filled highways (and no flatulent cows, for that matter).
 
By the film's end, Emmerich has taken his look-on-the-bright-side theme to its ultimate conclusion, showing us that the super-storms are a kind of planetary sneeze -- a necessary reaction to a bit of pollution. Forget human suffering and cataclysmic change, Emmerich tells us. Global climate shifts are a pretty good thing in the long run.
 
By dodging the deeper questions of nature, science and humanity that were within his grasp, Emmerich has created an incredible special effect: a feel-good movie about the end of our world.
 
The Day After Tomorrow is rated PG-13 for scenes of destruction.
 
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