Alright, before I'll lend my personal opinion about this movie, let me first try and tell you a bit about the plot, and yes, I am trying very hard not to laugh while using the word "plot", but stick with me, there is sort of a story here, bad... really bad, but a story nonetheless.
Maxwell is the leader of a cult (the Cult of Fury I am guessing?). He does not like where the world is headed, kids (*looks through my hastily scribbled notes*) killing each other, and pornography everywhere (there was a third thing that he didn't like, but I didn't have time to write it down, and I AM NOT seeing the movie again to get it!). The state of the world is in a bad place, but luckily Maxwell has a plan to make all this right: blow up a cruise ship killing hundreds (if not thousands?) of innocent people. Now, you gotta admire a man like that, for standing up to his convictions... and yes, that was sarcasm, pure sarcasm. But honestly, that's not entirely true, you see, he is really doing it to impress his girlfriend (soon to be wife) Tracy, like he says, as a "wedding present". Unfortunately Tracy doesn't feel quite the same way about this present, and leaves him. Luckily for her, Maxwell is nearly blind and deaf and doesn't see her 30 ft. away escaping into a car.
2 years later, we are in Las Vegas. Tracy has managed to elude her old lover, but only because of sheer luck, you see, she has been hiding in Las Vegas as a showgirl with posters everywhere. You gotta admire that kind of courage, but perhaps her plan was to lure Maxwell to Las Vegas because (and I am sorry for revealing the end of the movie here) that city ultimately becomes his downfall. Sorry for that, let me try to get back on track. Maxwell has now found Tracy, but he has also found Roger and Kenny, two cops, one an egotistical clown and the other an alcoholic (who has a really cool kid, btw, with nerves of steel), who will, of course, foil his plans and save the city. Fast forward through an endless series of pointless explosions and we arrive at the Hoover dam where Maxwell finally dies, but not before bringing disaster to the movie, erh... city.
OK, many good reviews have already covered all the technical faults of the movie and the extremely bad acting, so I'll skip that. Let me instead try to sell the movie to you, because there is a few good reasons to actually see the movie... 1) go see "Disaster" if you like one-liners, because I am pretty sure that the writer was paid per pound of one-liners (I am guessing that the movie made him a millionaire). 2) go see the movie if you like really bad foley work, because this movie is just awesome in that regard. The sounds are just so, awesomely wonderfully ridiculous. and 3) if you liked the bad action movies of the 80's, because this must be a homage to those, just look at the haircuts, the way they talk and even how they are dressed. Of course, since the director borrowed scenes from actual 80's films, he had to make this a period piece.
Ultimately all I have to say is this, Well done to all the involved parties! You have succeeded in wasting my time and anyone else who have ever watched Disaster. I sincerely hope that you were at least paid well to sell your soul like this.
Maxwell is the leader of a cult (the Cult of Fury I am guessing?). He does not like where the world is headed, kids (*looks through my hastily scribbled notes*) killing each other, and pornography everywhere (there was a third thing that he didn't like, but I didn't have time to write it down, and I AM NOT seeing the movie again to get it!). The state of the world is in a bad place, but luckily Maxwell has a plan to make all this right: blow up a cruise ship killing hundreds (if not thousands?) of innocent people. Now, you gotta admire a man like that, for standing up to his convictions... and yes, that was sarcasm, pure sarcasm. But honestly, that's not entirely true, you see, he is really doing it to impress his girlfriend (soon to be wife) Tracy, like he says, as a "wedding present". Unfortunately Tracy doesn't feel quite the same way about this present, and leaves him. Luckily for her, Maxwell is nearly blind and deaf and doesn't see her 30 ft. away escaping into a car.
2 years later, we are in Las Vegas. Tracy has managed to elude her old lover, but only because of sheer luck, you see, she has been hiding in Las Vegas as a showgirl with posters everywhere. You gotta admire that kind of courage, but perhaps her plan was to lure Maxwell to Las Vegas because (and I am sorry for revealing the end of the movie here) that city ultimately becomes his downfall. Sorry for that, let me try to get back on track. Maxwell has now found Tracy, but he has also found Roger and Kenny, two cops, one an egotistical clown and the other an alcoholic (who has a really cool kid, btw, with nerves of steel), who will, of course, foil his plans and save the city. Fast forward through an endless series of pointless explosions and we arrive at the Hoover dam where Maxwell finally dies, but not before bringing disaster to the movie, erh... city.
OK, many good reviews have already covered all the technical faults of the movie and the extremely bad acting, so I'll skip that. Let me instead try to sell the movie to you, because there is a few good reasons to actually see the movie... 1) go see "Disaster" if you like one-liners, because I am pretty sure that the writer was paid per pound of one-liners (I am guessing that the movie made him a millionaire). 2) go see the movie if you like really bad foley work, because this movie is just awesome in that regard. The sounds are just so, awesomely wonderfully ridiculous. and 3) if you liked the bad action movies of the 80's, because this must be a homage to those, just look at the haircuts, the way they talk and even how they are dressed. Of course, since the director borrowed scenes from actual 80's films, he had to make this a period piece.
Ultimately all I have to say is this, Well done to all the involved parties! You have succeeded in wasting my time and anyone else who have ever watched Disaster. I sincerely hope that you were at least paid well to sell your soul like this.