Here we have a Sun-Classic-esque treatment of that most serious of subjects: the end of the world. This documentary (for want of a better term) features a lengthy parade of prophets (including de rigeur considerations of Nostradamus and Edgar Cayce), hysterical Iberian children, “pyramidologists,” survivalists and religious fanatics. I’ve watched this film a couple of times, once when it came out many years ago and then again recently (in the year 2000) after much of the apocalyptic gloom and doom has been conclusively refuted (at least in terms of most of the time frames proposed). Amazingly enough, a lot of the ridiculous ranting loses most if not all of its amusement value after its been conclusively proven wrong. What was once entertaining in a bad-ghost-story sort of way is now just annoying in a making-fun-of-the-mentally-ill sort of way. Or maybe I was just in a bad mood when I re-watched it. At least it wasn’t as bad as the Bruce Willis mega-movie with the same name. Mildly amusing
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