May
31

Over the weekend I had the opportunity to see the movie 28 Weeks Later with the boyfriend. Not being a huge supporter of zombie-like movies, I had no clue this was actually a sequel to 2002’s 28 Days Later. That tells you how much I actually pay attention. I also had no idea that this wasn’t really a “zombie” movie per se, but rather a “human-infected-with-a-Rage-virus-who-still-likes-to-eat-people” movie.
Now before I get into the opinion that has taken me a few days to form, I would just like to say that I would consider myself a horror movie fan. I can handle, blood, gore, boogie-men, torture, and men with knives as hands. I’ve sat through all three Saw movies plenty of times with not so much as a flinch. So you could imagine my surprise watching this movie and being completely disturbed by it. There were scenes I could barely watch. And I’m not entirely sure why. I honestly don’t think this movie was worse than any of the Saws…but at the same time, I would gladly watch Saw I, II or III rather than watch this movie again. I still refuse to see the first, “28 Days Later,” though I heard it was much less violent.
I think that overall, the story and how the movie was put together was a good idea. I don’t understand why people would want to go back to London after that virus broke out though. Quarantine or not, I wouldn’t be stepping foot back in that place. You know it’s gonna come back! I really could have done without some of the violence…but I guess that the directors wanted to maintain the rawness of that lovely emotion: Rage. And they really did.
Have no clue what I’m talking about? The films “28 Days Later” and “28 Weeks Later” are about a Rage virus epidemic breaking out in London. It immediately turns the infected person into a crazy angry person with an insatiable appetite for human flesh. In the sequel, people are welcomed back into London after the U.S. Army quarantined the area for several months. Sure that they have a fail-proof system, people are let back in. Among one of them was a carrier for the virus. Of course, she infected someone who then pushed his thumbs in her eyeballs. This of course set off mass-hysteria throughout the quarantined area, and before you know it almost everybody is infected…again. And of course they leaving the end wide open for a “28 Months Later” with a mob of people running and screaming in front of, what I believed to be, the Eiffel Tower. Fantastic.














