Hi, I'm Sara, and I love the movie Armageddon.
I'm not proud of it. I know Michael Bay's schlocky 1998 disaster epic is not a good movie. But it's an entertaining one. And if I can't justify my love of late-'90s Bruce Willis and Ben Affleck fighting a terrifying interstellar body on today of all days, when can I? For lo, today is asteroid day.
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First, the beginning of Armageddon basically unfolded live in Russia today. Remember in the movie when the gargoyles of Notre Dame watch as Paris gets wiped out by a meteor? That's what the footage from the Chelyabinsk region in Russia looked a lot like when a 10-ton meteor exploded in the atmosphere and left an eight-mile crater in the ice outside of town, according to the Associated Press.
|Seriously, tell me this doesn't look like a Bay-ian special effect. From PerthNow.|
The meteor rocketed into the atmosphere at 33,000 mph and hit like an atomic bomb, causing a sonic blast that shattered windows and injured more than 1,100 people. You can see photos of the aftermath here.
And dig this: That devastating meteor is the baby cousin of the big daddy asteroid that brushed past our planet earlier today. NASA reports that the Russian meteor was about 49 feet wide before it broke up in the atmosphere. But the asteroid 2012 DA14 is about three times that size. It passed within 17,000 miles of Earth earlier today; that's the closest an asteroid of that size has come since scientists starting tracking them.
So ... is this, in fact, the start of Armageddon? Are space rocks out to destroy us all? Actually, no. The European Space Agency assures us all that it's a coincidence and there's no connection between the two flying objects. So sleep easy, Earthlings! The rocks aren't trying to kill us ... or at least, that's what they want us to think.
Now, back to Armageddon. OK, yes, it's a bad film. It's riddled with bad science, bad logic and bad writing, and it's incredibly U.S.-centric. America saves the entire world while everyone else just wrings their hands, and only non-U.S. countries suffer devastating early asteroid hits. And OK, admittedly, it's incredibly manipulative. From soundtrack to emotional beats to nostalgic imagery, Bay makes it clear when the audience should feel sad or patriotic or euphoric. Just turn off your brain and go with it, OK? Because I have several points in defense of my Armageddon love:
- The cast is great fun. Bruce Willis and Ben Affleck are at their cocksure best. Liv Tyler looks lovely and speaks Mandarin. Steve Buscemi plays a double-Ph.D. with space madness. Owen Wilson is laconic. Billy Bob Thornton is gruff. William Fichtner is steely. Peter Stormare is Russian. And Michael Clarke Duncan is pure magnificence.
- In a rare move, NASA allowed the movie to be shot in many restricted parts of the facility, and actors got to wear actual NASA spacesuits.
- J.J. Abrams pitched in to write the screenplay. I can only assume the wittier lines of dialogue come from him.
- To make the sound effects of the crew walking on the asteroid, filmmakers sprinkled cereal on set. That's the crunch crunch crunch you hear. Cool, right?
- Bay slipped some truly beautiful scenes in amid the action. Consider the faded paint on the side of a rural building, the worried Americans dappled in golden afternoon sunlight under a flapping American flag, or the silhouette of a young couple embracing next to a spreading tree. I'm telling you, Bay created some gorgeous images alongside all the bombast. (You can see many of the images I'm referencing here.)
- Speaking of bombast, the action is ridiculous. Affleck bounces his rover thingy all over the asteroid thanks to the weak gravitational pull. Hydraulics explode. People bellow about machines not being able to take much more of this. It is all awesome.
- "OK, so the scariest environment imaginable. Thanks. That's all you've got to say: scariest environment imaginable."
- The animal cracker love scene between Affleck and Tyler is the single most embarrassing thing ever recorded on film. Now that that's out of the way, cinema has nowhere to go but up.
- I defy anyone to watch Chick's estranged son at the end of the film run into his arms yelling "Daddy!" and not choke up. (Or maybe that's my "child of divorce" showing through.)
- The a cappella Leaving on a Jet Plane is delightful.
- There's a fire in space! Silly filmmakers, you can't have a fire in space! But that doesn't stop Michael Bay. He will have his space fire, and you will love it.