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By Stacey Richter
I'M EXCITED ABOUT the end of the world! I'm especially pleased
by the comet/asteroid last-moment scenario. I love the idea of
everybody knowing that the end is coming, and that we're all going
to die together. I love trying to figure out how to spend the
last days. Could we still use our credit cards? Get arrested?
Unfortunately, despite the year 2000 looming on the horizon, the
odds are depressingly low that we'll suffer a hit. Why should
we be so lucky to have a communal deathfest when the rest of mankind
has had to plod along, dying of plague or gunshot wounds or smallpox
one by one? That's how it always goes. No last party/riot. No
end-of-time sex. No candlelight vigils. Just the same old, lonely
dying.
Still, every time I glanced at my address book last week, I was
thrilled by the entry: Armageddon, Monday, 7:30 p.m. So
imagine my immense disappointment when I came to understand that
the world was not going to be destroyed by a comet after
all in Armageddon, the new Jerry Bruckheimer/Michael Bay
explosion film. To set things straight: Armageddon is about
saving the world, not destroying it. What a rip-off.
As a consolation prize, at least a lot of places are destroyed
in Armageddon. I thought it might be fun to count the explosions
in this movie, but after the first 30 seconds I was up to eleven
and exhausted. Suffice to say: Everything explodes all the time.
The best part is when Paris is vaporized by a meteorite. Shockwaves
spread across the city as it turns into dust, while an ancient
gargoyle on Notre Dame surveys the scene with evil glee. Then
even the gargoyle himself is destroyed. This is indisputably the
best part of the movie.
Another good part is when New York City explodes. I also enjoyed
the sequence where the giant asteroid itself explodes. I was entertained
when the space shuttle exploded, though this happened rather slowly.
The only explosion I didn't enjoy was that of a Japanese fishing
village, because it made me think of nuclear bombs dropping on
Hiroshima and Nagasaki, and it seemed rather crass to allude to
warfare and actual human suffering in what had managed to be a
completely apolitical, amoral view of cool, impersonal destruction
at the "hands" of a wayward space rock that didn't mean
any harm.
One problem with this movie is that it's hard to concentrate
on the explosions with all the distractions of plot--an elaborate
one, as it turns out. Armageddon clocks in at close to
three hours, and by the end of the evening I felt like my brain
had been removed, put in a blender, then replaced. And this plot
is so familiar! Apparently movie technology and science have both
progressed to the point where they can actually clone movies now.
Remember Independence Day? Armageddon is the same,
except instead of space aliens as villains there is a rock. As
in Independence Day, we see the same group of misfit men
overcoming their personal limitations by one act of heroism; same
end of world thing, blah blah, same all of it.
So the only fun we can have, besides explosions, is in seeing
the big movie stars do their stuff. I'm going to go out on a limb
here and declare myself a Bruce Willis fan. As Harry Stamper,
a big lug of an oil driller, Willis shows the same self-conscious
charm he brings to all his roles. It's like he's a frat boy who
can't believe he's actually made it into the movies and he's about
to start giggling. More convincing, and similarly charismatic,
is Billy Bob Thornton as the earthbound astronaut Dan Truman.
Thornton seems like a real person, despite the silliness of some
of his dialogue and the ridiculous iron brace on his foot (don't
ask).
The younger actors don't fare so well. Ben Affleck is a cross
between a psycho and a robot in his role as the bad boy A.J. He
gives a spectacularly unsympathetic performance, as does Liv Tyler
(as Stamper's daughter and A.J.'s girlfriend), due mostly to the
fact that their little love story is completely embarrassing and
weird. Tyler calls A.J. "baby" in a fake southern accent
and giggles as he puts an animal cracker in her panties. Later,
her father watches them making out. All this gets pretty hard
to watch, especially when you consider that one well-timed explosion
could have saved us the pain of hours plot development.
Armageddon is playing at Century Gateway (792-9000),
Century Park (620-0750), DeAnza Drive-In (745-2240)
and Foothills (742-6174) cinemas.
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