As a tried, true, proud Midwesterner there are few times of year that get me excited quite like those days in May when the sky turns dark mid-afternoon, distant thunder rumbles, the blessed aroma of rain fills the air, and weathermen on all the local channels fire up their doppler and prepare to cut in every five minutes to break down the action.
In that spirit, today I present my Top 10 Movie Thunderstorms. A disclaimer: first, this list is wee bit subjective. To start, I’m not entirely certain everything on this list is technically considered a “thunderstorm” but they are all close enough. Second, as is typical of most of my Top 10 lists, these aren’t necessarily the “best” (because this category is so random I don’t think the “best” could be determined anyway) but personalized and based primarily on my own relationship to the moments.
Nature Announces Intentions. Man Arrogantly/Gleefully Defies Nature. Nature Shows What’s What.
Re-proves the longheld theory that if taking a weekend vacation to an island where dinosaurs have been re-created, you should try to pick a weekend where a tropical storm isn’t in the forecast.
You wouldn’t necessarily figure Oliver Stone for an Audrey Hepburn-movie reference but a little ways into his opus about Vietnam vet Ron Kovics (Tom Cruise), the youthful version of the protagonist who has stayed home from his senior prom on account of messing up his chance to squire pretty Kyra Sedgwick has a change of heart and dashes off to the dance in a driving rain where he finds his one true love to the sounds of, yes, Moon River. Sigh. Who knew Ollie was such a romantic?
So the kiss-in-the-rain wasn’t in the book? So what? And Capote went wah-wah-wah all the way home.
6. The Perfect Storm
My favorite moment in Wolfgang Peterson’s box office smash from 2000 is just before our intrepid fishermen aboard the Andrea Gail are set to enter the storm of the century that provides the film its title. All six men stand at the edge of the boat, gazing at the terrifying meteorological spectacle itself, on the very cusp of which they stand. It is an altogether quiet moment, save for one crack of thunder, and then Clooney’s captain orders them back inside. All the 775 foot high waves to follow can’t match it.
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