Hold your nose, press "Play", and watch until the 00:04:05 mark with the supercell building over the old church. Now press "Stop". Congratulations, you've survived to see the absolute best of this movie. Take my advice and turn it off and go have fun doing something - ANYTHING -else. Enjoy a root canal. Go delight your senses by standing in line at the DMV to get your registration renewed. Pluck your nose hairs with square-nose pliers. Just do something that's more enjoyable than sitting through this putrefaction. Believe me when I tell you there is NOTHING else worth wasting your time on in this film. From start to finish, this has to rate as one of the most discombobulated, disjointed, nothing-all-at-once movies I've ever sat through. This wasn't just "bad"; it was absolutely awful. So, so, so many things that were wrong with this film, so many things that made absolutely no sense at all, so many disconnected storylines that played no part whatsoever with whatever the "main" focus of the film was _supposed_ to be...which, in itself, is still unclear. I don't get it: I don't get ANY of this movie. It was just ridiculous from beginning to end. If there were ANY "redeeming" qualities about _Supercell_ it would have to be that (a) in a few select scenes, there was some great cinematography (sporadic and certainly not throughout the movie) and (b) it was only a buck-forty in runtime...and that was about an hour too long. Seriously, this film made absolutely no sense: Was it about stormchasers? Yeahhhhhh... sort of, I guess? Was it about a kid whose dad died chasing a storm? Yeahhhhhhh... there was that. Was it about that kid ten years later deciding to become a stormchaser himself? Mehhhhhh.... I still don't know. Honestly, I don't know what the focus of the "storyline" (hint: there wasn't one) was supposed to be about. You had the two aforementioned issues, and then you had this kid that ten years later, at age 16, runs away from home. For what? I still can't tell you: the movie was that disjointed. Additionally, you had the oh-so-unbelievable angst between tormented 16-year old boy and not-really-grieving-but-you're-supposed-to-feel-sorry-for-her-because-she's-relegated-to-cleaning-houses-and-chain-smoking bereaved widow/single mom that was brutally squished into the middle of all this, along with the every-bit-as-unbelievable-as-the-mom/son-relationship some kind of weird "gee-I-really-like-it-when-your-hand-is-on-my-leg-but-we're-just-friends-aren't-we?" deal going between the 16-year old kid and his some kind of main squeeze, I guess. Take all these would-be mini-stories with no clear-cut conclusion to ANY of them, throw them in a blender, add a main character 16-year old who can't articulate anything clearly (seriously, the diction throughout this whole film was atrocious), sprinkle in some storm clouds, a smattering of hail, and a couple of small tornados, add Alec Baldwin as the obligatory antagonist, and voila! you have _Supercell_. This was not just a "bad" movie: this was completely awful. One of the most (I keep using this word but it's what fits the best.) disjointed movies I've ever had the misfortune to sit through. Highly recommend avoiding this one, even for the hardest of hardcore fans of "natural disaster"-type movies. This one had absolutely NOTHING going for it. Bad acting, bad soundtrack, non-existent storyline, relationships that were just weird (what 16-year old picks up his drunken mom, carries her to bed, and tucks her in?), and really fake storms. Apart from the one scene mentioned earlier (right around the 00:4:05 mark), there's nothing in this film worth wasting 100 minutes of your time on. Absolutely awful.