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It’s a movie, and it’s still pretty rough in the details.
Basically, it plays out like this:
In the near future, there is a group that is facing some sort of civil injustice. Be it gays, a particular race, whatever. Point is, they have to struggle for equality.
Their leader will be some high-profile actor (maybe Nicholas Cage. I hear he’s hard-up for cash these days) who will take them through the metaphorical fire, against all odds, and lead them to the equality and respect that they seek. Throw in a cheesy love story, a few cameos by famous people just for the sake of making the movie seem cooler, and you have a serious, touching drama/romance, that you and your friends will be talking about for weeks.
Here’s where it gets good.
Near the end of the movie, with like three minutes left, all has been accomplished, Nicholas Cage gets the girl (though I can’t understand why), and everyone is happy.
Then, suddenly, cut to the White House.
The President is talking to a round table of the world’s leaders via satellite. He says something to the effect of,
“We did the right thing by not telling the people. It would’ve just created panic. There’s nothing more we could do. It’s been a pleasure knowing all of you men and women. Good luck, and Godspeed.”
Maybe he salutes or something, too. Just so it’s extra cheesy.
And then BAM! A meteor crashes into the Earth, destroying everyone and everything. The Earth explodes into tiny fragments of rock that scatter throughout the vast expanse of space.
Moral of the story: At the end of the day, it’s all pointless because we’re just going to get destroyed by a meteor anyway. I know it’s depressing, but what the hell? It’s never been done before.
Academy Award-worthy, no?
Three finals tomorrow. 9:30, 11:30, 1:30.
Kill me now.
But, then it’s off to Canton. Real food, friends from home and, eventually, Christmas.
