Save me from The avalanche of cliches
Watched a movie with my friends on Monday. It was the first movie I was going to watch in a cinema after..ten weeks. The screen at tampines mall only indicated two shows. Harry potter and the prisoner of atlikazamofqzban and the day after tomorrow. We settled for the lesser of the two evils. I was genuinely enthused by the title of the movie. Because its one of those awfully creative titled films that will bound to trigger off washedout,jejune,stupid jokes like :

"Eh wan to watch the day after tomorrow the day after tomorrow? "

Ok,I;ve digressed. In The Day After Tomorrow, global warming is causing the polar caps to melt, ocean currents to spin, temperatures to drop, and a band of stalwart actors to deliver the corniest sort of disaster movie dialogue. "Unpack the snowshoes! We're walking from here!"

You get the drift.

However,the pictures were good. They were like those ripped from national geographic remixed with those "Caught on Camera" disaster flicks. Unfortunately, there is a story, an assortment of characters and a batch of contrived relationship crises whose dramatic transparency punctures the visual splendor like nudity with squares.

Before watching the film, I only knew that tornadoes had eyes. I was wrong. They have brains too. The smart tornadoes that hit Los Angeles know to zero in on the city's most famous landmarks. All would be forgiven if The Day After Tomorrow were the fun kind, and for a while, it was. Then it became the dull kind of bad. After the storm passed and the freeze hit, the film was only half over and already out of tricks. It was the first time I walked out of a cinema, dreading that I had paid for it. Because it only left me thinking about the day after tomorrow the day after tomorrow the day after tomorrow...and I will be in army once more.