I watched a bit of Armageddon. It was pretty poor right up to the point where the eyes of the world were locked onto their TV sets, watching the boys in Stars and Stripes crossing the concrete on their way to saving the world (and not for the first time.) And then it got worse. The S&S boys were
walking striding in slow motion, presumably to
protract the heroic moment. They were doing the laid-back-but-transparently-heroic
smiles, just as real heroes don’t. The music was trying to sound heroic, but
failing dismally. Yet still the lower tiers of humanity (aka the rest of the
world) watched with fearful but hopeful eyes. If the S&S boys can’t crack
the asteroid before it gets too close to our beautiful planet, nobody can. That’s
is here for.
I turned it off at that point, so I don’t know whether the S&S boys were successful or not. Frankly, I no longer cared.
This isn’t an anti-American post. This is a pro-American post. Over the past few years I’ve encountered some seriously splendid Americans. Films like this embarrass me on their behalf.
That’s why I wish Hollywood wouldn’t do this sort of thing.