Considering that the characters in this film are little more than the paper-thin and empathy-proof stereotypes you'd expect to find in a generic slasher movie, I have to conclude that "San Andreas" was designed solely for the kind of viewer who derives a perverse thrill from watching major cities wiped off the map in photorealistic detail. And you know what? I'm okay with that.
Irwin Allen eat your heart out. This modern disaster movie delivers on the effects but yet again asks us to root for one broken family and ignore the thousands upon thousands dying in the background around them. Silly scientist subplot adds nothing to the picture other than a paycheque for Paul Giamatti, Johnson delivers on the stoic he-man with a heart and nice to see Gugino in a starring role. Nothing special.
This is the best disaster film ever made. Peyton knows exactly what the film is supposed to be and brings it home. No more, no less. And yes, Carla Gugino was appallingly bad, but if there was any doubt that The Rock is the Arnold Schwarzenegger of this generation, this film cinches it.
One because I love The Rock! It doesn't add anything to disaster's table. I don't know why, but I'd like to know more about the old couple that went to their son's house in the mountains. Or did it show them and I didn't noticed?
Learn to swim
Cause I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way
I wanna watch it all go down
Mom, please flush it all away
I wanna see it go right in and down
I wanna watch it go right in
Watch you flush it all away
One must give credit to a catastrophe movie for what it simply is: a film designed to entertain with as much impressive destruction as possible. That, San Andreas delivered. However, at one point I was not sure if I was watching "2012" or "The Day After Tomorrow". San Andreas repeats the formula and brings nothing new. Just get a plane and everything will be fine... It's time for the genre to get some fresh air!