Pure escapism. I suggest you escape the theater or living room.Here's a movie so empty, so pure spectacle, that you'll sit through it anytime it comes on, and then at the end of the film, you'll say to yourself, "Man, that sucked. Why'd I sit through that again?" The answer's simple.
It's big, it's loud, and it requires very little thought.
Wanna know why Bill & Jo (Bill Paxton and Helen Hunt) got a divorce in the first place? Tough. We're too busy chasing tornadoes. Wanna know why Bill's fiancee Melissa (Jami Gertz) stays with him, even though it's plain to everyone that he's still in love with Jo? Tough. We're too busy watching computer generated cows fly by. Wanna know who the bad guy (aside from them nasty ol' tornadoes) is? Easy. Jonas (Cary Elwes). Why Jonas? Easy.
1. His name sounds evil, not all-American like Bill. 2. His chase vehicles are all black. 3. He stole Bill and Jo's idea for studying tornadoes. 4. He got corporate sponsorship (*ohhhh*)
If that's not a laundry list of pure evil, I don't know what is.
Twister tries to create a sort of conflict between certain groups of characters and characters within those groups. It doesn't work. So in the end, it's just the animal-like roar of tornadoes, computer generated effects that are only occasionally crappy and shattered windshields that somehow repair themselves. Nature becomes the bad guy, cold and unfeeling, although not exactly calculating. We just don't feel anything. It's relatively cool to see stuff get completely smashed, but can that make up for the cheeseball dialogue, hammy overacting and a stupid ending?I don't think so. But hey, Twister made $241 million, so I'm obviously wrong.