Hollywood is finally rounding out that unfinished corner of the physiognomist’s elemental chart with a natural disaster film about a sudden ice age. We’ve been drowned in huge waves, twisted by the wind, pelted with asteroids, had lava spewed on us, and the earth’s core even stopped spinning, but not until The Day After Tomorrow will our meddling with the environment turn our globe back into white ball (unless you count the 2000-year-off end of A.I.). Roland Emmerich, helmer of such unforgettable 90’s sci-fi schlockbusters as Godzilla, Independence Day and Stargate, is also skipper of this vaguely titled paranoia-fest. It’s been a while since H-wood has gotten asses in seats by tapping our semi-conscious urge to watch our planet die, only to find it perfectly intact once out of the theater. Next Memorial Day seems like just the right time for those kid gloves to come off, unless the sky falls before then.