As Bruce Willis is discussing the chances of success for his mission in preventing the end of the world, he promises his daughter, Liv Tyler, that he will come back home. The desire for the return of Bruce and his rag-tag bunch of co-workers becomes the principle struggle in the movie Armageddon. We get to know these “roughnecks,” all of whom have drastically different, yet stereotypical personalities. Humor emanates mainly from that little guy from Pulp Fiction and Fargo. He is joined by a wacky Russian Cosmonaut who gives the audience a few chuckles. We also get to see computer-animated outer-space sequences that look like really expensive computers were used to create them. We are treated to a wonderful save-the-world-while-saving-yourself plot so original that the screenwriters should have a copyright on it or something. The destruction of an entire Western European city is dwarfed in comparison to the monumental emotions Liv expresses towards her father and her boyfriend (Ben Affleck), both of whom are trying to save the Earth. Her happiness depends more on whether her two men survive the mission than whether the world can survive the meteor storm. Oh yeah, did I mention the meteor? The antagonist is a huge rock, with slightly less personality than Bruce Willis, hurdling towards our fair planet at 22000 mph. The viewer must decide whether to root for the survival of the Earth, or a merciful end to a human race that makes two meteor movies in one summer. I was torn throughout most of the flick, but the final sequence of the movie assured me that we have little hope either way.