My first experience in the UltraScreen®DLX with massive screen,
Dreamlounger leather reserved recliners, and Dolby Atmos immersive
sound with bass you can feel (it's true), was none other than to see
San Andreas. If you haven't been following my reviews this summer, my
goal is to review all of the summer blockbusters on cheap movie days
My first surprise was that the seats are reserved. You get to pick your
seat, although there were few left to choose from when I arrived. The
second surprise was that the chairs are power recliners, so you just
push a button and wham you go back and your legs go up. The third
surprise was a smell I hadn't smelled in years, not since junior high
locker room. It was a mix of people who don't like to shower, don't
like to wash their gym clothes, and wet tile. Then a nice young couple
who dry humped the whole movie sat next to me and at least she was
wearing a strong perfume that mostly covered up the smell.
But I digress. What about this disaster movie? It features a family
(that apparently has no last name, at least not that I ever learned,
nor is there any last name listed for them in the credits, so I will
call them Family #1), a pretty family, an upper-middle-class family
that is going through a rather benign divorce and Emma causes trouble
immediately because she is moving in with a richy rich dude (who has a
last name, because he's Daniel Riddick), a thoroughly loathsome man
incapable of love except for buildings.
Ray is solid as a rock, he's something sturdy, like a real man, someone
you can cling to or hold on to no matter what. He loves his daughter,
Blake, very much, because he blames himself for the death of his other
daughter, whom we eventually learn died while rafting. You see, Ray is
a professional rescue-chopper pilot, so the death of his daughter is as
much personal as it was a professional blunder.
The main problem with this disaster movie is that Family #1 is split in
two groups, and there is no real belief that any of them will ever
actually die, although San Andreas does feature Blake enduring the
longest non-death sequence I've ever seen. In better disaster movies,
like the original Poseidon Adventure (it's unfortunate that I have to
clarify the "original" Poseidon Adventure) the protagonists are
traipsing and shambling through the disaster together, and they drop
like flies until the very end, when only a handful of the worthy and
The acting in San Andreas isn't bad, and it's not good. It's extremely
okay. Poor Paul Giamatti, who seems typecast as himself these days.
Things blow up, collapse, and fall apart real good. The special effects
are pretty amazing and realistic. It's nice to see so many Californians
perish as a precursor to the Great Water Wars of 2016. In fact, even
though Ray is a civil servant responsible for saving lives, he tries to
fly the chopper from L.A. to San Francisco to save his daughter instead
of trying to save anyone in Los Angeles or elsewhere along the way. He
_does_, however, trade a stolen pickup for directions to an airfield,
which I suppose is a fair trade and shows he's a Really Good Guy.
There is a bit of adventure. Ray commandeers trains and boats and
planes. Well, no trains. That would've been pretty cool to drive a
train through an earthquake. A simple oversight, I suppose.
Nevertheless, I sensed the feeling of excitement at the thought of
being in a real disaster, stealing whatever vehicles were around to go
wherever I wanted. And it's nice to see a lot of chopper scenes in a
movie. There should be more chopper scenes in every movie.
Forget the millions of Californians who died or were dying along the
way. All we care about are a handful of pretty, well-off people trying
to survive the worst earthquake in human history. We rarely see anyone
die, because they get swooped up or down or crushed. No bones, no
blood, no limbs flying everywhere. It's pretty WASPish death, as people
disappear in clouds of dust, never to be seen or heard from again.
Despite all the Californian death and destruction, Americans can be
jingoistically proud to see a final flowing flag confirming we are the
best nation-state on Earth, and we will rebuild it all for the next