Independence Day

“I steal, you steal, we steal.” Or how Emmerich and Devlin got together, dumped their brain concoctions into a common cauldron, stirred it properly and prepared an inedible slop. I turned off my brain and just wanted to have fun, but even a lobotomy wouldn't have helped. The massive avalanche of clichés and stupidity swept me away in such a way that I wouldn't want to repeat it. (11/05/2003)

Emmerich's hand broke off with a touch of pathos. Bill Pullman is completely off with his heroic president, Will Smith is embarrassing, Jeff Goldblum is as if he wasn't there - just a smaller overrated mishap. The undisclosed variation of War of the Worlds didn't work out and despite the gripping scene of the destruction of the White House, I have an aversion towards this film. (26/01/2006)

Switch off your brain, make a big bucket of popcorn for yourself, turn the volume up (there’s no point in watching it anywhere else but at either a home or a regular theater) and make yourself believe the misleading phrase “it’s a spoof" and, mainly, take it easy. If you manage to persuade yourself that it really is meant as a spoof then it is an excellent B-grade catastrophe movie with a huge budget and well known, but mostly terrible actors (with one exception of Will Smith, brimming with snappy lines) and it’s decently paced. On top of all that it’s too long and overflowing with American pathos to an extent that can be trumped only by Emmerich himself in his subsequent movies. (22/04/2005)

Honestly speaking, I don't consider myself a fan of the highly peculiar director Roland Emmerich and his pompous megalomaniacal movies. The theme of alien invasion has been seen countless times in B-movie sci-fi films before Emmerich, and Emmerich simply decided that if he couldn't make the first one, he would at least make the biggest alien invasion in the history of cinema. So the sky is filled with thousands of gigantic flying saucers. I mean, why not use the cliché that the movie audience has perfectly absorbed in their blood? These monstrous artificial bodies have dozens, even hundreds of kilometers in diameter, and apparently, neither the screenwriter nor the director are burdened by the problem of maneuvering such oversized vehicles in the gravitational fields of the moons and planets of our solar system, nor the fact that they suddenly appear here. Otherwise, it is exceptionally pathetic, patriotic, and heroic. So, who can get into a fighter jet to bravely face an alien invasion? The American president, of course. Emmerich has not yet made a masterpiece in the genre, and Independence Day is no exception to that rule. Overall impression: 40%. (03/01/2008)

"Comrades, ugly enemy agents have landed in our country from outer space in order to plant potato mandelins in our harvesting pools. Comrades, we're not going to subvert the States! Moreover, we have the victorious July, so get them!" Capitalist realism in full force, as demented as Bolshevik agitations, as spectacularly pathetic. Plus, the characters. A good-humored "nigga," a heroic president-pilot, a drunk with the heart of a Don Cossack...an... intrepid cowboy... Just a case of brilliantly making a stinking ball out of a pathetic fart. A film about nothing with nice effects. The glamour and misery of Hollywood in full swing. It wasn't custom made for the White House??? Edit 2011: I have to admit that (like many Bolshevik agitations) I enjoy this film and fills me with a special pleasure of absolute foolishness. So, in hindsight, I'm giving it an extra star, compared to Battle Los Angeles, it's royal fun, and it doesn't deserve the same rating... (25/01/2004)