Last week, if you’ll recall, viewers were horrified by “Fatal Contact: Bird Flu in America,” the ABC made-for-TV movie in which “tens of millions” of people die from avian flu, mounds of bodies are burned in streets and martial law is declared. It was billed as a
thinking man’s disaster film1 [that presented] a plausible, worst-case scenario. This could actually happen. It may not be this bad but it could be this bad.
This week, however, the end of the world is ushered in by the worst earthquake ever, thanks to NBC’s miniseries called “10.5: APOCALYPSE.”
That’s “10.5” as in 10.5 on the Richter scale, meaning that in hyperbole alone this movie rivals last year’s CBS scare-riffic “Category Seven: The End of the World,” about a hurricane two whole levels more intense than ever imagined by the five-level Saffir-Simpson scale for measuring hurricane intensity. (The reason it’s so intense is because of global warming, of course ? which ought to teach us all a darn good lesson!)
“10.5: APOCALYPSE” is a sequel to “10.5 ” ? in the earlier miniseries, the seismic calamities threatened only the West Coast; now they threaten the entire continent.
Note
1. Here’s the “thinking man” watching “Fatal Contact” now, flanked on either side by robots of his own creation:
