There’s little doubt my six or so loyal readers gobbled up Part One at a single sitting and, barely satiated, started pounding silverware on the table demanding more destruction porn. Let me oblige posthaste. As you’ll recall, we critiqued Hollywood’s take on nuclear explosions in six films: Asteroid City, The Dark Knight Rises, The Day After, Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb, Failsafe and Fat Man and Little Boy. Let’s now light the fuse on our next five!
Frigid Winter Warming Spectacular: Best Nuclear Explosion! (Pt. 2)
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In the two+ months since 
It’s been over two weeks since I provided the paralyzed philanthropic German widow in Burkina Faso, Mrs. Renate Magdalena Settnik, with my personal and banking information. (Click 
Being such a visual medium, it often surprises me how rare it is to come across a movie scene that dispenses with dialogue and instead leans on visuals (and soundtrack) to tell the story, often with more impact than any amount of character blabbing could ever achieve.
Revisiting this virtuosic scene recently, it occurred to me that someone working for the American Council of the Blind (ACB) had to describe the action, presumably with a straight face, for its Audio Description Project, which, as I’m sure you know, provides the visually impaired with “high-quality audio description in television, movies, performing arts…and other venues where the presentation of visual media is critical to the understanding and appreciation of the content.”
As revealed by my admission that the first laserdisc (RIP) I ever purchased was the documentary 
