Movie Review: 'The Day After Tomorrow'
by Rich Brooks
4 June 2004
Well folks, I was forewarned that it was an ultra Semitically Correct, yawner of a picture, but the prospect of seeing Jew York City inundated by tidal waves in 70mm projection with surround sound was just too much of a temptation to resist, and I went to see "The Day After Tomorrow" today. As I arrived at the theater just in time for the 12:50 matinee, I noticed that the parking lot was more full than I had ever seen it and was at first a little puzzled. Then, it dawned on me that this was the Friday opening of the latest Harry Potter movie, which explained the large number of minivans and SUVs crowded into the usually half-empty lot. Fortunately, the Harry Potter show had already started, so I was able to avoid this large contingent of soccermoms with brats in tow.
Yes, there are some dazzling special effects, and we get to see New York not only flooded but also later made a frozen wasteland. As an added bonus, we get to see downtown L.A. completely destroyed by freak tornados and, the part I liked the best, the Hollywood sign demolished by nature. All of these weather phenomena are attributed to "global warming" and "greenhouse gases" and are somehow triggered by the melting of the polar ice caps. The vice-President of the U.S. in this film bears a striking resemblance to Dick Cheney, a casting decision which I'm sure was not accidental, since he appears to be calling the shots in this fictional administration just as Cheney is alleged to be the power behind Bush. This VP originally pooh-poohs the dangers of global warming and is the bad guy throughout the film until he repents in the end.
But at least the President and Vice-President in this movie are White, as so often hasn't been the case with Hymiewood lately. Niggers are featured very prominently, however, and are of course shown to be either highly intellectual or authority figures. Wait a minute, there was one nigger portrayed as a homeless bum, but he was shown to be very street-wise and loveable with his cute little dog in tow. There is even an interracial couple depicted, as there is a scene where a black weather-station scientist kisses his White wife goodbye as she drops him off at work.
The main characters are a research climatologist Jack Hall, played by Dennis Quaid, and his son Sam, who looked very jewish to me. Sam is played by Jake Gyllenbach, the son of Hollywood director Stephen Gyllenbach and Naomi Foner, so my suspicions are undoubtedly correct. His girlfriend "Laura Chapman" in the movie also looks semitic, and with a name like Emmy Rossum undoubtedly is also a jew. Sam and Laura are part of a scholastic competition team in which they are joined by a nigger nerd who is cloyingly eggheaded. Nigger nerds are another species one sees often in Hymiewood but seldom in the real world. This collegiate trio heads off to New York City from their home in D.C. to take part in some academic contest.
But let's not get bogged down in the story. It is absurd, it is bad science, and it is not really very thrilling after the first few dramatic special effects. Like most disaster movies, this one also follows a set formula. While the world is literally suffering a global catastrophe, most of this movie centers on the lives and personal safety of a few individuals. As millions of people perish from the sudden freezing cold in New York City, the movie centers on the attempts of a handful of our protagonists to withstand the elements and the scientist-father's attempt to rescue his son. Actually, I liked the thought of all those New York jews being deep-frozen like the Mammoths in the last ice age, but I quickly lost interest in the main story and started glancing at my watch.
As it transpires, the climate catastrophe is so great that the entire Southern half of the United States is required to evacuate to Mexico and the Mexicans allow this to happen after the U.S. President forgives their debt. We are presented with the irony, emphasized lest we not catch it, that Americans are now becoming wetbacks illegally trying to get into Mexico. Yeah, sure! The logistics alone make such a scenario absurd, but this is, after all, a "science fiction/fantasy" movie. It is not, however, a "thriller" as it has been labeled by some, because the movie's biggest thrill for me was the closing credits. In the end, we are supposed to be grateful for the hospitality shown by our southern neighbors, and the world's remaining population is now supposed to live in harmony and brotherhood after learning how its foolish, greedy ways brought about this disaster. The closing line is something about how the earth's atmosphere looks so clear now that the U.S. is a frozen wasteland. Oh, yeah? Don't these morons realize that Mexico City is one of the most polluted places on earth, and adding millions of American refugees would only make it more so? Yech!
But it is fruitless to analyze such a film logically, because all movies of this genre are by their nature based on the flimsiest of logic. Unfortunately, this film will be used by political charlatans to promote their one-world agenda and undoubtedly was made for just this purpose. However, "The Day After Tomorrow" is so bad that I doubt it will be taken seriously, even by the most obsequious of lemmings.
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