Roland Emmerich’s short-sighted and superficial disaster epic almost has enough star power and visual effects to sustain two and a half hours of entertainment. It’s highly suspenseful, even though it’s absurdly repetitive. There’s three sequences in which an airplane just barely takes off in time while John Cusack continually outruns crackling faultlines with Olympian-level speed. Also, at least three sentimental phone conversations are had over the course of the movie. Things get pretty corny in a laugh-out-loud way, obliterating the longevity of any pertinent themes or commentaries on the destructive, self-serving nature of mankind. Really, though, the script is awful. Danny Glover and Woody Harrelson do wonderfully in their roles, and the rest of the cast adheres to the material well enough. It’s adventure comedy at best, made only to be seen once, and in the cinemas.