I really only have one question (which isn't true, because I have many. Too many to list here). Why does Roland Emmerich want the world to end so badly? Independence Day, aliens blow us up good. The Day After Tomorrow, global warming sends us into another ice age. And now, in 2012, the earth as we know it starts disappearing out from underneath us. If destruction and body count are what Emmerich is going for, he is truly succeeding. Now, let's say, for arguments sake, that Emmerich actually wants to make good films. Well, that's another story.

2012 is another example of fatalist propaganda mixed with mindless action in an effort to pass as art. The Day After Tomorrow warns people about the dangers of global warming, while all the while giving audiences the most implausible action, dialogue, and scientific reasoning. 2012 warns us that the Mayans predicted our end times ages ago, while giving audiences implausible action, dialogue, and scientific reasoning. Rinse, lather, repeat. At least in The Day After Tomorrow it was simpler to pinpoint the source of our demise.

The implausibility factor is huge in this movie, not because it's impossible that solar flares could disrupt our core somehow, (maybe) but rather the manner in which people happen to survive the devastation all around them. How do you outrun the apocalypse (see...another question)? How does a nervous, untested, "student" pilot manage to maneuver through falling everything? At no point, can rational people, watch this film and say, "Yep, that's exactly how that situation would go down in reality."

There is a certain level of "disbelief suspension" that goes with almost every film. The level changes based on premise, conflict, setting, and any other number of factors. Being that this took place on my planet (that's right Emmerich, you heard me), was backed by some semblance of scientific research, and followed events that could supposedly happen, you would think the level would be lower. If these events are even remotely probable (which, by the way, they're not; see you all in 2013) viewers shouldn't have to suspend belief for every little event. How many times can one outdrive and outfly mass destruction looming all around? My guess: zero times.

I won't even comment on the direction or acting, as it was all atrocius. Emmerich needs to find a new niche, John Cusack needs to read his scripts a little closer (I say this out of love Johnny-Boy; Chicago represent), and the world needs to say, "Stop destroying our planet that we love so much", by simply avoiding these films. Vote with your pocketbook people.