This movie was exhausting. I couldn't take it. So many pathetic human beings crammed into one tunnel. If the tunnel collapsed and killed them all I would've felt a million times better. Mean, I know, but it's a movie so whatever.
If we handled disasters in the way they were handled in "Daylight" then we're doomed as a people. There were about a dozen selfish talkative morons and one superhero. That's not a formula for success. Even when the movie made them work together in a moment of human togetherness it was contrived, sappy, and absurd. They merged from bickering to self-sacrifice to bickering all without missing a beat. It was highly annoying.
What happened?
An unscrupulous toxic waste handler had his guys transport some highly combustible material from New York to New Jersey to illegally dump it. While going through the Holland Tunnel the trucks were involved in an accident and it all exploded. The explosion killed many and those it didn't kill it trapped in the tunnel. Kit Latura (Sylvester Stallone), a former fire chief, risked his life to rescue the consortium of trapped people. From the moment he reached them there was non stop complaining, yelling, ego-tripping, blaming, and every other sort of counterproductive behavior you could think of. It was headache inducing. I just wanted the noise to stop. If that meant every one of them had to die under a trillion tons of rubble, so be it.
Among the putrid personalities:
The new fire chief who wouldn't accept any help from Kit, because you never accept help in a crisis. He died.
A celebrity extreme athlete who never met a challenge he couldn't conquer. He started climbing in an unstable area he was told not to. He died.
A prisoner who wanted to be in charge though he was woefully ill-equipped. He was such a raging tool that he was going to kill the one guy who could actually help them all. Of course, he died.
A traffic cop--the last Black guy left--who actually was the only decent person of the bunch. He died.
An older woman who loved her dog more than life itself. She had a heart attack and died.
All the rest of the yellers, screamers, criers, and complainers lived thanks to the heroic selflessness of Kit--leaving me with an irreparable headache.
If we handled disasters in the way they were handled in "Daylight" then we're doomed as a people. There were about a dozen selfish talkative morons and one superhero. That's not a formula for success. Even when the movie made them work together in a moment of human togetherness it was contrived, sappy, and absurd. They merged from bickering to self-sacrifice to bickering all without missing a beat. It was highly annoying.
What happened?
An unscrupulous toxic waste handler had his guys transport some highly combustible material from New York to New Jersey to illegally dump it. While going through the Holland Tunnel the trucks were involved in an accident and it all exploded. The explosion killed many and those it didn't kill it trapped in the tunnel. Kit Latura (Sylvester Stallone), a former fire chief, risked his life to rescue the consortium of trapped people. From the moment he reached them there was non stop complaining, yelling, ego-tripping, blaming, and every other sort of counterproductive behavior you could think of. It was headache inducing. I just wanted the noise to stop. If that meant every one of them had to die under a trillion tons of rubble, so be it.
Among the putrid personalities:
The new fire chief who wouldn't accept any help from Kit, because you never accept help in a crisis. He died.
A celebrity extreme athlete who never met a challenge he couldn't conquer. He started climbing in an unstable area he was told not to. He died.
A prisoner who wanted to be in charge though he was woefully ill-equipped. He was such a raging tool that he was going to kill the one guy who could actually help them all. Of course, he died.
A traffic cop--the last Black guy left--who actually was the only decent person of the bunch. He died.
An older woman who loved her dog more than life itself. She had a heart attack and died.
All the rest of the yellers, screamers, criers, and complainers lived thanks to the heroic selflessness of Kit--leaving me with an irreparable headache.