This movie is made for folks that think "The Rock" is one word.
It's a fairly well-done disaster porn movie that borrows its effects (and probably personnel) from Roland Emmerich's movies. Conservative evangelicals will probably be thrilled to see Sodom Francisco being wiped out by God's Wroth.
It's a very standard "action hero" flick, like the old Chuck Norris or Steven Segal movies.
Completely (I mean COMPLETELY) predictable. However, they do a good job on the adrenaline-pumping scenes.
As always in these movies, the supporting cast is instructed not to display better acting than the main character. This should earn them all Oscars. It takes SERIOUS work for actors that good to dumb down.
The one scene where Dwayne Johnson is "getting in touch with his feelings" is excruciatingly uncomfortable. It's really difficult to not yell "Try Ex-Lax!" at the screen.
It is cliché. When I say "cliché," I mean the cliché's were obviously poured from a jar of distilled "Extract of Cliché" with four "X"s on it, and a little skull and crossbones.
I mean, he actually walks out of a cloud of dust with a weeping and grateful young woman draped in his massive arms.
All that said, it's actually entertaining. They did a good job on the effects, and choreographed the action well.
Just make sure that you aren't thinking much past the "WWE" when you watch it, and you'll be fine.
One more thing: It's plainly obvious that a large majority of the 5-star ratings are shills. This is a shameful and pretty disgusting practice. It would be great if Apple did the same thing that Amazon is doing, and would police this tripe.
Because of that, the reviews for movies are garbage. That, unfortunately includes this actual, real review.