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If you could take out the actors and dialogue, this movie would be phenomenal. The special effects in this movie put any other Hollywood blockbusters of its time (except Jurassic Park) to shame. The full length of this movie will have you staring in slack-jawed wonder as massive tornadoes wreak havoc on rural landscapes.

Until the characters and plot come into the picture, anyway. Twister seems to be indecisive about whether it wants to tell a love story or an action tale. I'm serious, nearly 75% of the conversation is spent building up to an extremely predictable romance. The friendly banter and witty repartee seems forced and quickly becomes tiresome and irritating. A lot of the supposed dramatic "surprises" in the story manage to evoke only a chuckle and a shake of the head.

The dialogue itself is pretty awful. Writers Michael Crichton and Anne-Marie Martin apparently think their audience consists of utter fools. How else can you justify technicians explaining simple readouts to each other? "That green blob is a tornado. The smaller ones suggest it's splitting up." Really? You mean they didn't teach that to them in college?

All complaining aside, the amazing and numerous action sequences are well worth slogging through the boring storyline. Definitely worth checking out.

After hearing all of the negative buzz about this flick, I rented it myself because I just HAD to see how bad this was. And, while I admit that it's a definite bomb, I found myself enjoying it. Why is that? It's not 2001: A Space Travesty.

That Leslie Nielsen vehicle is not only by far the worst sci-fi comedy ever conceived, but in the running for the most godawful movie ever created. If that movie were put into a time capsule for future generations to find, it would suggest a race of total jackasses. Pluto Nash, however, only suggests childish filmmakers, which is quite welcome after all of the heavy, serious fare we've seen lately.

So to all of you knocking this movie because it's not funny, it's not interesting, or whatever, why not rent a copy of 2001: A Space Travesty? I guarantee you that Pluto Nash will feel like Gladiator after the unrelenting 90 minutes of hell that lie in wait for you. In this respect, I feel Pluto Nash has been unfairly criticized.