In 'Collision Earth' meteors bombard our planet. A meteorite lands behind a house, forcing a woman to fall yet the house is undamaged. There is no crater. An hour later, scientists arrive to investigate.
While they do other meteors, falling vertically, land mere meters away. They all tumble, a few sods of turf and stone debris fly upward. Still no craters.
At this juncture because Earth spins later meteors, unless coming from other directions would land at least 1,000 miles away, not the distance of a coronavirus sneeze. This indicates filming is badly flawed. Our intrepid scientists are injured. They gad about madly in a car, with meteors narrowly missing by inches. Explosions abound with all the force of a hand-grenade made of jelly, plus a few puffs of smoke.
They make it to a military medical facility where an injured scientist is seen to sit several times in repeated badly edited clips. A bandage is applied to his gaping torso wound - without stitches or even applying 'trump' disinfectant!
Dr. Armstrong, the movie's apparent heroine, delivers her lines in mumblegate fashion at phenomenal speed, nasally, and unintelligibly. Sound quality throughout is inconsistent, yet Eric Roberts, a general in command at a nuclear facility who continuously twirls two metallic balls in his arthritic right hand, speaks crystal clearly. Roberts has featured in 300+ movies, in many excellent roles and usually does better fare than this. Dr. Armstrong (Kate Watson) could be uttering Vietnamese or Martian for all clarity she offers.
Then a military female computer operator punches in keyboard commands frenetically to launch nukes, no less, while chatting and typing awkwardly with excessively loooooooong fingernails. The scene is ludicrous.
Meteors zoom in horizontally, diagonally and vertically (an impossibility from one celestial source). More nukes launch from a fighter plane, piloted by Dr Armstrong, in the path of the largest meteor. Naturally she saves the planet and parachutes down next to an appreciative applauding crowd plus boyfriend gasping in awe; and everyone lives happily ever after. Except for the inconvenient truth, real science determined meteors travel at such enormous speed any nuclear explosion will create tens of thousands new meteors, still very large, travelling at thousands of miles an hour, and still impact Earth. Known physics debunks the film's solution.
One wonders why in sci-fy disasters everyone rushes about in cars and the military always resort with tunnel vision to their obsession of using nuclear devices as the panacea to all known evils.
To conclude, Eric Roberts apart, 'Collision Earth' released in 2020 is dire. A masterclass how not to make a so-called movie. Rating? Minus 10.
While they do other meteors, falling vertically, land mere meters away. They all tumble, a few sods of turf and stone debris fly upward. Still no craters.
At this juncture because Earth spins later meteors, unless coming from other directions would land at least 1,000 miles away, not the distance of a coronavirus sneeze. This indicates filming is badly flawed. Our intrepid scientists are injured. They gad about madly in a car, with meteors narrowly missing by inches. Explosions abound with all the force of a hand-grenade made of jelly, plus a few puffs of smoke.
They make it to a military medical facility where an injured scientist is seen to sit several times in repeated badly edited clips. A bandage is applied to his gaping torso wound - without stitches or even applying 'trump' disinfectant!
Dr. Armstrong, the movie's apparent heroine, delivers her lines in mumblegate fashion at phenomenal speed, nasally, and unintelligibly. Sound quality throughout is inconsistent, yet Eric Roberts, a general in command at a nuclear facility who continuously twirls two metallic balls in his arthritic right hand, speaks crystal clearly. Roberts has featured in 300+ movies, in many excellent roles and usually does better fare than this. Dr. Armstrong (Kate Watson) could be uttering Vietnamese or Martian for all clarity she offers.
Then a military female computer operator punches in keyboard commands frenetically to launch nukes, no less, while chatting and typing awkwardly with excessively loooooooong fingernails. The scene is ludicrous.
Meteors zoom in horizontally, diagonally and vertically (an impossibility from one celestial source). More nukes launch from a fighter plane, piloted by Dr Armstrong, in the path of the largest meteor. Naturally she saves the planet and parachutes down next to an appreciative applauding crowd plus boyfriend gasping in awe; and everyone lives happily ever after. Except for the inconvenient truth, real science determined meteors travel at such enormous speed any nuclear explosion will create tens of thousands new meteors, still very large, travelling at thousands of miles an hour, and still impact Earth. Known physics debunks the film's solution.
One wonders why in sci-fy disasters everyone rushes about in cars and the military always resort with tunnel vision to their obsession of using nuclear devices as the panacea to all known evils.
To conclude, Eric Roberts apart, 'Collision Earth' released in 2020 is dire. A masterclass how not to make a so-called movie. Rating? Minus 10.
