This is the very definition of mindless summer escapism. It's like a roller coaster on film. It promises a wild ride that excites the audience without any intellectual effort and it delivers on its promise. Many have complained that the script isn't very intelligent. They're right. Every character is just a prop with an invisible label, every actor in it has nothing to do but act out their characters' clichés, every disaster movie cliché is recycled, and every major scene will surprise no one who has seen a disaster movie before. When the end comes for so many millions, no one stops to mourn, they just rush to the next scene with no thought. It was brainless and obvious, but so what? I was on the my seat anyway. Films like "The Poseidon Adventure," "Independence Day," and especially "Earthquake" have done the same thing, deliver mayhem and near-death experiences with style and expertise. I enjoyed it in spite of myself and so will anyone else who sees it.
Review of San Andreas
