Why I hate Disaster movies
August 31, 2006I’ve always hated disaster movies. I know that quite a few people love that genre - the epic-scale disaster with the suspense of wondering who lives and who dies. I can’t stand it, quite frankly. The first disaster film I ever watched (quite by accident) was ‘The Towering Inferno’ when I was only five years old. I hated it. Still do.
But why? These are meant to be enjoyable popcorn flicks! My problem is that I can’t separate the fantasy from the reality. When I see people drowning, being burned alive or tumbling several hundred feet to their deaths, I can’t think “Wow! Great stuntwork!”. All I see is people dying, and I find that extremely hard to watch. I don’t gain any sense of thrills or excitement from watching innocent people dying, and I can’t understand why anyone would.
The only Disaster film I can remotely stand is, oddly enough, ‘The Day After Tomorrow”. It might be because of the environmental message - the idea that we brought this global superstorm disaster on ourselves, rather than being at the whims of a mercurial mother nature. Or perhaps its because the deaths aren’t as “in your face” as in other films of the genre. I still don’t like it, but at least its tolerable.
I just watched a small peek at Poseidon, the latest disaster flick from Wolfgang Petersen. This particular film is (for me at least) vomit inducing because it doesn’t hold back. You see people drowning, falling hundred of feet to their deaths, or being burned alive. Sometimes all at the same time. I even found the trailer distressing viewing. Encouragingly enough, I noticed that Poseidon didn’t do very good box office on its release. Perhaps its because people are too sensitive to such things after 9/11 - an explanation I don’t believe. Or because it was “a bad film”. Who knows?
Although I don’t like disaster films, I’m certainly not some stuffy do-gooder who wants to ban this type of stuff. I don’t have the right to shove my beliefs down other people’s throats. I’m just venting because I had a visceral reaction to a film genre that I really hate. Just my pet peeve.

