Or "judgement" day, but I'm going with the spelling used by the producers of the Greatest Film of All Time, which of course I don't need to tell you is James Cameron's 1991 apocalypse-contraception epic, Terminator 2: Judgment Day. In 1992, I got my driver's license and French-kissed a girl for the first time. But the highlight of 1991, the year of Achtung Baby and Use Your Illusion I and II (I wouldn't buy Ten for a year, or Nevermind for several more after that), was definitely T2. It was the first film for which I bought the screenplay. I've lost count of how many times I've re-purchased the film each time a new VHS or DVD edition was released.
August 29, 1997 is the day that film told us half of the human race, give or take a few million, would perish in a nuclear exchange instigated by SkyNet, the artificial intelligence network entrusted with all the assets of the U.S. military. When SkyNet unexpectedly becomes self-aware, it decides that its human masters are a threat and takes preemptive action. You've all seen the movie. The 2003 release Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines, revises the date of Judgment Day for obvious reasons, having an aging Arnold tell us, "Judgment Day is inevitable" and actually letting us see the beginnings of it in a surprise downer ending. But T3, although a decent-ish genre flick if not compared to its two brilliant precursors, was neither written nor directed by James Cameron, the auteur behind the first two, so it ain't part of the canon as far as I'm concerned.
Anyway. We've lasted another ten years. Congratulations, everybody! Does that mean Michael Jackson is 50 today?