Ha ha, you listened to Gerard Butler claiming to weigh 180 pounds!
-Tom
Saw this on HBO Max tonight. Easily the best asteroid / extinction event movie since Deep Impact. I found the family drama pretty tolerable as far as these movies go - they all have it so I don’t wince too badly at the average. The collapse of society and disaster porn is what I came for, with a somber rather than comic tone, and it did that very well.
I do wish it ended with the flashback in the bunker as impact was imminent, as the last few minutes of emerging from the vault to birds chirping was anti climatic.
So, like, the kid is doomed, right? And not in the sense that we’re all doomed. But the reason they didn’t want diabetics is because there ain’t going to be an insulation production for a very, very, very long time.
You’re basically rebuilding civilization from scratch. Insulin production needs a billion other things built before you can get around to actually making that stuff.
That’s what I assume, but the movie just handwaved that off. Sort of like how towards the end, nobody needed wristbands to get into the shelter.
And apparently they had at least 9 months of insulin. Or maybe radiation cures him.
Yeah, there were some good parts to this film, but the whole diabetes bit required some significant turning off of the brain.
In the olden days, they used insulin from slaughtered cows and pigs to treat diabetes. Hopefully someone who can figure out how to do that made it into the shelter.
Are there any cows and pigs left?
Some of the other shelter occupants looked like they might have right purty pancreases.
All this diabetes talk makes me want to see this. I’ve joked with my wife that I have to be an optimist about society not collapsing because if the insulin supply chain collapses, I’m dead no matter what. (She does not appreciate these jokes.) If just trying to survive for several months, I hope bunker occupants would agree to let the diabetics eat no/low carb and skew everyone else’s rations slightly higher carb. That could work for a surprisingly long time (before insulin, banning bread consumption was a traditional diabetes treatment.) I don’t think it could work for years of bunker life unless the diabetic had some latent production because it’s hard to keep key muscles and organs from being consumed over a long period of time without sufficient insulin.
I’m sure this comment has been completely irrelevant to the movie.
I handwaved this with the assumption that chaos kept many of the designated planes from reaching the shelters, and in the end there were tons of open spots. Any plane that made it, especially through that shockwave, were welcome.
Never mind that the bunker would have been locked down before the first shockwave, rather than risking the 900 degree later shockwave from getting in…
Not a problem as Gerry Butler had an extra 40lbs of muscle he told no one about. He could just, you know, feed that to his kid and stuff.
Greenland: Migration will once again be led by Gerard Butler and Morena Baccarin as they reprise their roles as John and Allison Garrity. The sequel will continue to follow the story of the Garrity family, who survive a near-extinction level event when an interstellar comet hits the earth, who must leave the safety of the Greenland bunker and embark on a perilous journey across the decimated frozen wasteland of Europe to find a new home.
Wow. This is not a movie that I thought would get a sequel.
Maybe they’re just dying to reveal how the kid got his insulin all this while?
I watched this after being surprised to hear Kermode bigging it up in the end-of-year clips show. I definitely didn’t like it as much as he did, and the implausibility factor got a bit too much in the last 20 minutes, but it was much better than I had assumed until 6 hours ago. Could really have done without people standing around in t-shirts in Greenland in the middle of an impact winter, though.
This may be the greatest example of “damning with faint praise” I have ever seen.
There’s a better one but I’ve already been scolded for spoiling it so I won’t name it. And it’s not really about the extinction event.
Is it Melancholia?