Okay, I did watch it to the end, only because I was rooting for the earthquake to kill everyone.
If there was ever made a movie that incorporated every cliche one could find in every cheaply made movie, this was it.
The characters acted like toddlers.
The drama consisted entirely of shouting at each other.
You knew who was going to die long before they died (this is different from wishing they all died).
The "special effects" incorporated what was OBVIOUSLY Styrofoam, as well as what appeared to be a firefighter's training building that resembled Dr. Who's Tardis (or any hut from Gilligan's Island) in that it was tiny on the outside and huge on the inside.
At one point, you know the script called for moaning in pain, but the guy's screaming was identical and sustained and annoying as hell. His death wasn't a tragedy. It was more like self defense, since he was trying to kill my patience and tolerance the whole time. I have to admit his end was probably the highlight of the film.
The script sounded like it was written by a Director's School dropout.
Calling it bad is a compliment.
So why not one star instead of two?
Well, I figure anything I can get through all the way deserves at least two. They they occasionally went into "Wow, they almost sound like real people properly reacting to the situation" land. (At least for long enough to really shatter the illusion when they abruptly deported themselves from that land with egregious fakery in their acting.) And the PLOT didn't entirely suck (even if the execution did).
If you're bored out of your mind and are thinking about self harm, try watching this instead. It accomplishes much of the same thing as self harm, but the wounds don't last as long and the medical bills are a lot smaller.