I vaguely remember 2012. It wasn’t the best year ever if I recall. I enjoyed the London Olympics. One of my cousins got married, which was nice. Other than that I don’t think it was a vintage year.
Still, I think we can all agree that the world didn’t end.
Which was something I suppose.
It was certainly a better outcome that was predicated by Roland Emmerich in 2009 when he delivered the dreadful movie 2012.
Which is a film about how the world would end in 2012.
And frankly, once you’ve sat through 158 minutes of this dirge, you might welcome the apocalypse.
The movie boasts a surprisingly decent cast who do nothing to redeem this mess.
It doesn’t even have the decency to be ‘so bad it’s good’.
It’s just bad.
Score for Christmasishness
It’s not even remotely Christmas(ish). I watched it on the basis that the entire premise of the film is the realisation of a Mayan prediction that the world would end on the 21st December 2012. Although this date is vaguely referenced during the movie, there are no indications that any of the events of the film take place in December. Because there are no signs of Christmas at all. But if I omitted the film from the list then I’d have to acknowledge that I sat through this crap for no good reason at all. And I just can’t do that to myself.