It’s exciting to see Shyamalan on such confident footing once more, all these years later.
What I didn't know is that there is an occupation known as storm-chasing, and the people who do it, known as "Stormchasers," depart from their bases at universities in Kansas and Oklahoma to travel the back roads of Texas in vans, looking for tornadoes. It hasn't occurred to them to move into trailers and wait. Whenever they spot a promising cloud formation, they pull over, set up portable radar equipment and begin filming furiously with their video cameras. If a tornado doesn't oblige, they pack up and race to the next promising spot. You can see them in roadside diners, poring over maps, speculating about which route will take them right into the path of a storm.
"Stormchasers," the new Omnimax documentary at the Museum of Science and Industry, is about these brave men and women, who also study hurricanes. For tropical storms, they belt themselves into airplanes and fly straight through the maelstrom into the eye of the hurricane, which is invariably described as "perfectly calm," although that is a lot of trouble for such tranquillity.
Other stormchasers fly planes into thunderclouds, looking for the electrical charges on raindrops or collecting lightning strikes. Whenever I am flying through a storm, I try to remember what lightning can do to an airplane. I am pretty sure that either (a) since the plane isn't grounded, the lightning does nothing and we are perfectly safe, or (b) that lightning bolts are suspected of having contributed to many major air disasters.
I always mean to look it up if we land safely, but I never do. What good does it do you, really, at 38,000 feet, to know for sure one way or the other? Most people who are killed by lightning have it happen to them on the ground, where when caught in a lightning storm you either should stand under a tree or not stand under a tree, I forget which.