Film

War of the Worlds

Name: War of the Worlds
Genre: Adventure, Thriller, Science Fiction
Released: 2005
Cast: Tom Cruise, Dakota Fanning, Miranda Otto, Justin Chatwin, Tim Robbins

Spielberg filters the end of the world through one deadbeat dad's eyes — Tom Cruise scrambling to keep his estranged kids alive as tripods vaporise New Jersey. It's relentless, sensory, post-9/11 dread rather than triumphant heroics: no cavalry, no speeches, just running, hiding, and a father learning to parent under fire. Pure survival horror with a $200 million budget.

TMDb rating

6.6

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