||After destroying the West Coast in "10.5," them damn killer earthquakes tear across the U.S. heartland -- with a special eye toward national monuments -- in this critic-proof sequel. A pastiche of disaster movies past with everything from tidal waves to erupting volcanoes, the some-star cast gamely waltzes through writer-director John Lafia's silly plot beats, which pass at such breakneck speed there's barely time to giggle at them. Suffice it to say that nothing gives a family the opportunity to bond like overwhelming carnage, though it's hard to imagine this second jolt possessing quite the same seismic Nielsen impact as its predecessor...Lafia pulls out the emotional stops, from putting ailing parents and a pregnant wife in harm's way to having Dr. Garcia oversee the president's daughter, just as the FEMA chief's progeny (Garcelle Beauvais-Nilon) must prove herself after a previous failure in the field. Yet while the pic mercifully doesn't take itself too seriously, most of this character development still feels like killing time between raucous outbreaks of destruction...In the process, Hoover Dam, Mt. Rushmore, Las Vegas and a very large cruise ship (take that, "Poseidon") all face Mother Nature's wrath...As the ne'er-do-well egghead, Langella brings welcome vitality to the proceedings, but otherwise this is all by-the-numbers stuff.