You order a plate of chapati and beans, that's called a kicommando in local-speak.

The plate is served in the downtown of a downtown establishment, where hygiene should come with a ‘use-at-your-own-risk’ safety sign.

However, you, in your infinite wisdom, think that if you eat this unclean plate of food, your stomach won’t explode into continuous visits to the toilet as it out-sprints Usain Bolt.

You’re wrong.

This is what the movie “Don’t Look Up” is about, an explosion waiting to happen and one that could’ve been avoided, if only we listened.

It all starts when two scientists realise that a comet is on a collision course with Earth.

The two scientists are PhD student Kate Dibiasky (Jennifer Lawrence) and her professor, Dr Randall Mindy (Leonardo DiCaprio). They discover that there’s an asteroid the size of Kisoro district and it is due to hit Earth in six months.

When it does hit Earth, the two scientists say, humankind will suffer an "Extinction-level event."

The two link up with NASA’s Dr. Teddy Oglethorpe (Rob Morgan) who takes them to meet Meryl Streep’s President Orlean.

Streep does well as a female Donald Trump, preoccupied by the midterm elections and her Clintonian presidential cigarettes.

So, she’s no help, and neither is her son and chief of staff (Jonah Hill).

Instead of taking the comet seriously, he’s busy quoting lines from the movie “Saving Private Ryan” when he says, "If I get snuffed, that you all earn the extra living my sacrifice gives you."

After they are done rolling their eyes, the two scientists try to raise awareness on breakfast TV.

However, they find that TV anchors Jack and Brie (Tyler Perry and Cate Blanchett) want nothing more than to paint a gigantic smiling emoji on the comet.

Tech entrepreneur Peter Isherwell (Mark Rylance) then gets interested.

Although he comes across as a clownishly mousy Steve Jobs, he has a sharp eye for the bottom line. His plan is to mine the comet for its “$140tn worth of assets”.

As you can imagine, it all doesn’t end well.

This movie is a satire on vacuum-brained party politics, a celebrity culture with a gun to its own head and social media memes which package punchlines and platitudes into messages devoid of message.

The narrative purpose of all the characters is to highlight the dangers of climate change, but all this ensemble cast of A-listers manage to do is remind us that, all too often, too many cooks spoil the broth.