The release of Twisters (2024) this past summer sparked a cultural phenomenon, full of pop-country hits, cowboy hats, and an increase in interest in meteorology. All of these effects, though, pale in comparison to the whirlwind (some may say twister-like) rise of lead actor Glen Powell. Many claim that the rise of Glen Powell, or the Glenassaince, as I prefer to call it, has been a long time coming. To that I say they are 100% correct.
Lee Isaac Chung’s Legacy sequel to the 1996 disaster movie classic Twister, aptly named Twisters, represents an exception to blockbuster filmmaking that prioritizes in-camera effects and awe inspiring spectacle achieved through the actors tangible interaction with their carefully orchestrated enviroments. The pop country approach is never let up or compromised and is an aesthetic many audiences find refreshing for good reason, it’s not every day your 155 million dollar movie takes a country boy swing at things. It’s all helped especially by Glenn Powell and the soundtrack especially selling the hell out of it. I felt it, how hard did I ride it though? Or whatever Mr. Powell said.
