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If you're planning to depict an attack on New York City in a disaster film, you need to bring your A game. For the same reason that deadly-virus movies are usually set in aseptic laboratories or, interchangeably, in the suburbs, radioactive spiders and ants and bees tend to terrorize small towns but stay well clear of the city--our cockroaches would annihilate them. Blobs and zombies? Please.
In the movie "Q," the winged god-serpent Quetzalcoatl announced its arrival in Manhattan by snacking on rooftop sunbathers. But there was something a little laid-back, a little slackerish, about its Aztec life style--a few citizens in swimsuits flailing in the jaws of a winged serpent would hardly make the cover of the Post. To leave a mark on New York City, you need an indelible visual: King Kong on the Empire State Building swatting at planes; the Beast from 20,000 Fathoms rampaging through Coney Island; Godzilla biting holes in the Brooklyn Bridge.
You also need a sizable budget. "All those B and C disaster movies shoot in the suburbs because it's not as expensive," Roland Emmerich, the writer and director, said last week. Emmerich's new New York disaster movie, "The Day After Tomorrow," cost a hundred and twenty-five million dollars to make, even though most of it was filmed in a train-repair yard in Montreal. "To take on New York, you need serious money," he said.
Emmerich, who previously directed "Godzilla" and "Independence Day" (in which aliens blow up the Empire State Building and pretty much everything else), is accustomed to issuing commands like "Cue the taxicabs to be flung about like puny toys" and "Humans, assume expressions of awe at forces beyond your comprehension." "The Day After Tomorrow" features Emmerich's most menacing villain to date: global warming. In the movie, Dennis Quaid plays a stubborn, unheeded paleoclimatologist, and Ian Holm is a wrinkly British scientist who, having realized that the oceans have reached a "critical desalinization point," cries out, "Nothing like this has ever happened before!" Soon, the Atlantic rises with a mighty roar and surges through Manhattan (cue ...