A truck filled with explosives accidentally explode collapsing a NY tunnel. Sylvester Stallone is a some kind of disaster planner Kit Latura. Of course he charges in to help get everybody out. And everybody thinks little of him. For some reason, all the people in charge are always wrong.
This is a disaster movie. It's got all the stupidity that comes with it. But even by that standard, this isn't a good example of the genre. People are too annoying. Everybody is screaming yelling arguing. It's all testosterone. Instead of real emotions, we get overacting. Sly isn't much better. But all the ridiculous machismo really makes Sly almost tame and reasonable.
This is a disaster movie. It's got all the stupidity that comes with it. But even by that standard, this isn't a good example of the genre. People are too annoying. Everybody is screaming yelling arguing. It's all testosterone. Instead of real emotions, we get overacting. Sly isn't much better. But all the ridiculous machismo really makes Sly almost tame and reasonable.