Sometimes it's best to root for the bad guy in movies--particularly
when the bad guy is a force of nature like meteors, volcanoes,
earthquakes, giant lizards or space aliens. Armageddon,
the latest in a long string of disaster flicks, is a fun film
if you cheer for the bad guy, in this case, meteor showers that
ravage planet earth. Of course, mankind triumphs in the end (that's
not spoiling anything; did you really think a feel-good summer
movie would end in complete annihilation of the human race?),
but the meteors manage to send to Jesus a couple hundred thousand
men, women and children. Yay for meteors!
Part of the reason to cheer for the meteors in Armageddon
is that they have more personality than many of the human characters.
They are cuddly, lovable rocks that tumble gracefully through
space, drawn to Earth like moths to flame. Or maybe it's the other
way around. Then there's the big Texas-sized rock that threatens
to turn our planet into a giant ashtray. That's the biggest hero
of all.
Naturally, the earthlings--especially the American earthlings
who, as we all know, are the smartest, toughest and coolest earthlings--fight
back. After a series of plans to destroy the big rock is rejected,
one proposed by "pretty much the smartest guy in the world"
is given the green light. His plan is to land some astronauts
on the rock, drill a big hole, drop some nukes inside and fly
away. But no mere NASA geniuses can complete this feat--this job
requires the expertise of Bruce Willis and his ragtag fleet of
oil drilling roughnecks. (This was gonna be my submission to the
Alibi's "High Concept Film Contest," but then
they made a real movie out of it.)
After a cursory introduction to each of Willis' crew, during which
we learn nothing except that Steve Buscemi is horny, the cool
guy from Bottle Rocket (Owen Wilson) is funny and that
Ben Affleck is screwing Liv Tyler, the non-astronauts are jettisoned
into space to save mankind. After that, we are subjected to two
hours of shouting and stuff blowing up, some of which is incomprehensible
but all of which looks pretty neat.
Like producer Jerry Bruckheimer's last two summer outings, The
Rock and Con Air, action and special effects receive
more attention than character and plot in Armageddon. The
action in Armageddon, in fact, is so over-the-top that
it becomes tedious after a while. Most people don't give a rat's
ass about this, as evidenced by the millions of dollars these
movies make. But as we near the millennium and technology continues
to revolutionize the way movies are made, flawless special effects
are--and should be--taken for granted in big-budget Hollywood
movies.
What saves this movie from being a complete wash are some occasional
clever moments and fine performances all around. Billy Bob Thornton
is a standout as the clear-headed NASA director, and Bruce Willis'
speech at the end is strangely moving--despite all the ridiculous
flag-waving patriotism that follows. Even Liv Tyler turns in a
decent performance, though her character does little more than
stare longingly at the sky. Ultimately, though, this movie will
divide people into two camps. If you're the sort that can still
be blinded into thinking you're watching a good movie by astonishing
special effects and cliff-hanging action, Armageddon does
the trick. But if you care--at all--about characters with depth
and stories with meaning, you'd probably prefer death by meteor
to this film.