You really can’t be faulted for being surprisingly shaken-up with a spectacular disaster of a high magnitude even as you may or may not be moved with the shaky plot line.
Well, there’s probably more puns where all those came from, but the fact is that this is what summer blockbusters are made of. One must temporarily throw all logic and meaning to the winds, and enter a world of ‘what-if’ knowing fully well that this is what an indulgence of the mind would look like. It would be rife with preposterous spectacles of mayhem and disaster; with over-the-top pandemonium; and with ridiculous complications of natural disasters counter-balanced with complications of relationships.
This is why we go to the movies, wouldn’t you say?!
To get our adrenaline pumping even as we munch on that over-sized bucket of popcorn, and contemplate how love survives even the most horrendous of earthquakes. Because in the final analysis, that’s the one thing that remains intact despite all else crumbling around you: love of family and the hope for new love in the aftermath of the earthquake. If that doesn’t grab you, you are hopeless, indeed!
