I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. Volcano is my favorite So-Bad-It’s-Fucking-Hysterical movie ever made.
Tommy Lee Jones in full “All right, listen up people! The Fugitive was a huge success, so I’m going to act this way for my next seven movies!” mode.
Anne Heche, showcasing her complete inability to act, ever. Don Cheadle as the Affable African-American Sidekick (who, in the movie’s only unobvious plot twist, actually manages to live through the whole movie).
And of course, dozens of character actors you recognize but can’t remember the names of, running around like chickens with their heads cut off.
And I haven’t even talked about the premise.
Which is that, after a massive earthquake, lava is erupting out of the La Brea Tar Pits, and is slowly but surely threatening to take over Los Angeles.
The CGI is laughably obvious, even for something made in 1997. If you’re a geek like me, you’re thinking, “Jesus, guys, could you have let the whole movie render over more than about two days?”
It’s just a terrible, terrible movie. And it cracks me up so badly that I can’t not watch it, whenever it’s on. As it is right now, when I’m currently laughing at things I shouldn’t be laughing at (like the guy melting).
It’s a great movie to half-watch when you’re half-drunk.