28 Weeks Later
I was talking to my cousin about this movie so I would like to quote myself and say: “I thought the first one [28 Days Later] made me numb and desensitized, but no. I cried like a schoolgirl with pigtails… who had her lunch box stolen… and got raped on the way home… I think you get the idea. This movie is pretty disturbing.”
Although new to the series, the director and writers managed to successfully preserve the look and feel of the original. If the first one induced laxative effects, this one doubles the dosage. The infected have died from starvation and the virus has died with them. It is time to turn a new page and start a new life in the London region. What haven’t been taken into account were the possible mutation capabilities of this horrid virus.
The first part sets the mood perfectly. Prior to reoccupation, a group of civilians are bunkered in a farm house. They try to hold it until the infected are completely eliminated due starvation. Unfortunately, with a small mistake one manages to break right in and the most intense and disturbing scene is unleashed onto the big screen. Losing someone you love to such evil menace, right in front of you, can make you think twice.
Another equally devastating evil is when humans are forced to turn on each other. Do you blindly follow orders to kill innocent civilians or do you humor the tiny chance of having society relapse back into uncontrollable death and destruction? Your stomach starts to turn when you see the snipers fire willingly at the infected intermixed with perfectly healthy and soulful residents.
The second movie captures the same dim vision and atmosphere of the first, especially when the two main young characters wander around the desolate streets of the London suburbs on a small motorbike. It is equally beautiful and scary. In other words, this movie is f*cking worth the watch.
