The near simultaneous worldwide release of a film can mean one of two things. It's either a defining moment in cinema history, or the film's an absolute turkey.
A bigger clue is when on the day of a film's opening, it's playing thirteen times in Ipswich. See if you can guess: perfect or pants?
I had high hopes for The Day After Tomorrow. The only other Roland Emmerich film ended with a spontaneous standing ovation from the audience in one of Brighton's seedier cinemas. But there's none of Independence Day's tongue-in-cheek alien butt-kicking here. Instead there's a film that takes itself far too seriously.
It's gripping in parts, tedious elsewhere, but more often than not, downright laughable.
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