There are some films that, despite their obvious flaws, be it laughable dialogue, cheese laden acting or cliche ridden plots, we can’t help but love. For me, Independence Day ticks all of these boxes. When it comes to explosive, brainless, all-action cinematic extravagance, few come close to Roland Emmerich’s 1996 behemoth. Will Smith is never better, Jeff Goldblum is never Goldblummier and Judd Hirsch steals every scene he is in. I know it’s no work of art, but I always enjoy a hearty dose of ID4.
In this article I wrote for New Empress Magazine I explain the roots of many a guilty pleasure, and put forward my argument in favour of Independence Day: