I saw The Day after Tomorrow

Rating: Null/10 (26 May 2004)

And was it BAD! --- Spoilers
This flick is the one I'd nominate to get the Mystery Science Theater 3000 treatment. The only thing good about it was its politics. It is against Big Oil, The Bush White House (though most of the vitriol is aimed at Cheney), US immigration policy and US treatment of "3rd World" countries.
The special effects are cool, but you've seen most of the really good ones in the preview. The "family" at the center of the flick is Dennis Quaid being earnest and unbelievable as a paleo-climatologist who has abandoned his wife and son in pursuit of his career. Sela Ward is his long-suffering wife who is a nurse in a large hospital. This woman cries so often I stopped caring and started laughing. Jake Gyllenhaal (of Donnie Darko fame) is too long in the tooth to play a high school boy suffering through his first crush and the end of the world.
Moments of Really Bad Cinema present: The Day after Tomorrow: Fahrenheit Minus 9/11!
Listen for the sounds of clanging testicles as Quaid and his two male friends declare: "I'm going out into this world-ending snow storm because I've got more testosterone than brains." "Wait Jack! I too have more testosterone than brains, I'm coming with you." "Listen you to knuckleheads, I too have gallons of testosterone but I'm the only one who can find my ass with both hands and a road map, so I'm coming too!" This "road map" (actually an "advanced GPS" that looked like a gameboy), which is used for dramatic effect in the last few minutes seems unable to tell them when they're ON TOP of a glass roofed structure (Which one of them falls through, of course).
You've got "Don't worry about me, I'll just sit here alone, in the dark, with this dying child because I am just so dang nice!" You also have a band of folks who are safe, until they get it through their soon to be frozen skulls that they know better than the leading scientist on the case. Their frozen bodies litter the way for Dad as he tries getting into the oft-destroyed NYC.
Poor Ian Holm seems to be there only as a Noble Victim of this grand special effect, I mean storm. By the end of this flick, I felt sorry for just about everybody involved. Then I remembered they probably read the script and thought: ChaCHING! Payday$.
If you're into special effects with a ham-fisted script and dopey performances, than this is your movie. If you'd rather have a thought-provoking end-o-the-world flick, check out Donnie Darko: The Director's Cut.