my Pajiba review, which you can read here right now -- it has its moments (for instance Patrick Wilson is wet a lot, and he walks around with no pants on one time) but it's mostly paint-by-numbers and surprisingly humorless itself. All of the humor is inherent in the premise and the increasingly outlandish plot, but the characters, man, they approach everything dull-as-dishwater. I don't care that the plot makes no sense -- less than that, really -- and I appreciate the fact that Emmerich doesn't either; his dedication to nonsense is admirable really, and just what this sort of movies demands. But I never cheered for these people, I only dropped my jaw in awe at the spectacle a couple of times... anyway go read my review. I get into it. The basic gist though? It needed more cows, man.