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After a seemingly minor earthquake, a raging volcano has formed, raining a storm of deadly fire bombs and an endless tide of white-hot lava upon Los Angeles!
The coast may be toast, but it's the lava, covering everything like a malevolent tide of melted butter, that makes this a disaster picture that's tastier than usual.
Volcano was really ahead of its time and time still hasn't caught up. In Volcano they thought of ways to stop the lava. They weren't going to give up L.A. You don't cast Tommy Lee Jones as the chief of emergency services and ask him to run.
Jones and Heche work hard to dig up an emotional rapport from next to nothing, while the slow but inexorable progress of the lava makes for more suspense than the usual slam bang firework display.
Hundreds of screen technicians obviously slaved on the effects -- and for what? A dopey subplot about a bogus arrest. Soap opera involving Jones' injured daughter.
January 01, 2000
New York Times
Like the substantially better Twister, this film insists on a thunderous, exhausting pace that inevitably becomes deflating.
January 01, 2000
Reeling Reviews
The star is, of course, the volcano effects. Seeing the coast become toast may be the biggest draw for audiences to this routine F/X extravaganza.
Never generates a head of true excitement, partly because the characters remain constructs designed to perform defined functions, and partly due to the time-worn hokiness of the whole disaster-film format.