It's just this little chromium switch, here... (derspatchel) wrote,
It's just this little chromium switch, here...

rocks from space

Deep Impact is being shown on CBS right now.

I keep turning it on and then turning it off because, well, first and foremost, it's an overwrought, overblown, latter-day Irwin Allen disaster film where many celebrities show up and some inexplicable disaster occurs and then we all get to guess which celebrities will live and which will die. And I already watched The Poseidon Adventure this week so I don't need to see another in the genre for a while. (Armageddon was worse that Deep Impact, I'll give you that, but that's not saying Deep Impact was any kind of cinematic brilliance.)

But part of me is curious to know whether or not they digitally removed any footage of the World Trade Center from the climactic sequence where a giant tsunami takes out New York City. (I can't remember the WTC specifically being in the film, but it was 1998 and this was New York City we're looking at, so there's no doubt the WTC would've been shown.)

I'm wondering if we're past the point of Not Being Able To "Handle" Any Mass-Media Images (such as the original Spider-Man teaser trailer which featured Spidey slinging his web between the two towers.) I wonder if we're past the point of insisting on this kind of revisionism of the sort.

But the film is just so goshdarned boring I can't bring myself to watch it and find out.

What I do love about Deep Impact and Armageddon, however, is their placement in late 90s cinema. They tapped into some bizarre impending feeling of doom, yet without an actual Bad Guy threat (the Cold War was over, we'd won the first Gulf War and terrorism happened to other countries, and 1998 was too soon for the whole Y2K panic) we had to make do with rocks from space as our nemesis. Were we really that placid and complacent in our dot-com days that the biggest threat to our comfortable existence was rocks from space?!

Apparently so. Now I know what it must've been like to live large in 1928 and 1929. We were sillier back then. More grasshopper, less ant.

Oh, and Morgan Freeman as the President who nobly and calmly explains the threat to us all in a paternal, caring manner, and who pats each and every one of us on the back to ensure us that no matter what happens, "we will go on", was an optimistic look at what the erudite, compassionate Leader of the Free World in the 21st century would be like. And idealistic, unfortunately. I don't see ol' Monkey Ears inspiring the populace in quite this manner. Mostly because he'd probably crawl into his Halliburton-built shelter deep underground and emerge once the terrah was over and proclaim he had done it again, he had saved the day.

I can't watch this stupid movie any longer. Click goes the teevee.

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