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Monday, March 9, 2026

Time Flies

 

It's sometimes hard to believe that for a good dozen years, zombies were not cool. Just try to bring your VHS copy of Dawn of the Dead to a '90s middle school slumber party. I certainly did. A LOT. 

No wonder I wasn't usually invited back. 

2002 was kind of a game changer. After a long draught, we suddenly got two fairly successful big screen releases that seemed to give us the classic Romero-esque feeling with fresh new rules (and yes, the irony of saying 'Romero-esque' when the king himself was fired from Resident Evil is not lost on me). 


28 Days Later rewrote what the genre could do, and its followup gave us a promising continuation that sadly stopped in its tracks. Skipping 28 Months, we somehow ended up, two dozen years later, with a back-to-back release of the long-awaited third and fourth chapters. 

Here we go. 

Quick Plot: In the early days of the rage virus, a small town in the Scottish Highlands does its best to protect the children. Only young Jimmy survives. His minister father heartily embraces the end of the world, as Jimmy watches the infected tear the man apart. 


Some 28 years later (TITLE!), we learn that the outbreak of 28 Weeks Later was contained to Great Britain. Any non-infected there have been left to survive on their own, creating their own societies or being absorbed by the far angrier ones. 

One Scottish community has built a fairly well-run system of isolation. Citizens are welcome to leave and return via the ominous causeway, but there's a signature 10 second delay before you're let back in with a bloody eye check. 


The most common trip is a coming of age ceremony reserved for teen boys. Spike (the wonderful Alfie Williams), a sensitive and capable 12-year-old, embarks on the journey with his father Jamie, much to the protests of his ailing mother Isla (equally pristine Jodie Comer). Their trip is a bit more eventful than either was hoping, but they make it back safely. 


Having now killed a few infected and seen a different part of the world, Spike is not okay. His celebratory party turns sour when he witnesses his father's affair and discovers that there's a doctor living in fairly close, albeit extremely dangerous proximity. Could he help cure Isla? There's only one way to find out. 


Spike and Isla embark on their own trip towards Dr. Kelson (a fascinating Ralph Fiennes). There are quite a few surprises along the way that I wouldn't dare spoil, but I suppose it's important to note that the zombie scares aren't really the priority. Boyle spares nothing in showing both their decay and growth (and penises; so many glorious infected penises). But much like the first film in this (now) series, this is a story more interested in what it means to stay human when the world has moved towards violence.


28 Days Later was a groundbreaking film for big screen horror. Coming out just a few months after Resident Evil, it seemed to remind the mainstream that zombies were not just viable monsters, but that they could be interpreted in different ways. Yes, this launched a rather insufferable online discourse that went on for several years about whether the undead can run (a debate rekindled two years later with the Dawn of the Dead remake) and whether Danny Boyle's infected even qualified as zombies. 




I can't overstate this: you could not MENTION this movie without having to give your opinion on this topic.

But guess what? Alex Garland's script for 28 Years Later ACTUALLY USES THE Z-WORD so we'll never have to argue about this again.

Back in 2002, 20-year-old me went to the theater THREE TIMES to see 28 Days Later. I can still remember the thrill of watching 28 Weeks Later's opening scene and thinking, "WE'VE GOT A FRANCHISE!" 


Well, part 2 took 5 years. Part 3, another 18. 

And that's just fine, because it feels like Garland and director Danny Boyle took that entire lifetime between and let their world evolve. There are certainly political elements to 28 Years Later that feel immediate, but there's also a deep meditation on life and death that feels timeless. 

Oh, and the zombies are pretty neat.



High Points
I say this a lot, but that's because it's always true: making your characters good people goes such a long way in making your movie good



Low Points
Knowing the sequel had already been filmed, I wasn't bothered by the film's wild last minute tonal switch that leaves you hanging, but I can fully understand why most viewers would reach that last reel and say, "what the fu-?"

Lessons Learned
Watching the Teletubbies in conjunction with the most violent moment of your life will have some pretty kooky effects


Berserk is a better term than alpha any day

Iodine is the body lotion you didn't know you needed




Rent/Bury/Buy
I had a grand time with 28 Years Later, but that definitely comes from having, well, 24 years of a deep relationship with this almost-series. I'm quite curious how it plays for more casual fans. See you all in the Bone Temple!

Friday, April 23, 2010

Space: The Jan Brady of Earth Day




Oh Earth Day huh? Guess what-I LIVE on the earth. Every day.

What about Mars? Jupiter? Naboo? Or those shiny high-tech ships floating in between? 

In honor of all those masses of matter not acknowledged by 24 hours in spring, I give you a few choice options for genre films not bound to the third planet from the...


Sunshine


Danny Boyle’s true masterpiece, a polarizing mashup of 2001 and Halloween, is a visual vacation that poses rich questions about science, faith, morality, and just how powerful a fantastic musical score can be. Straight sci-fi fans typically rip on the Event Horizon-ish final act, but it’s a natural extension of the sun-as-false-god themes that begin the opening scene. Then again, since the main plot surrounds saving a certain water-based planet, perhaps this film doesn’t belong on the list at all.

Starship Troopers


There aren't really enough words in the English language that properly express the joy that can be found in Paul Verhoeven's original 1997 satirical sci-fi thriller, so it's fitting that most of the film takes place in another galaxy (where I'm sure another mother tongue can add to the vocabulary). Based on this series (originally envisioned by controversial-lite Robert Heinlein) of great gore, 90210esque romance, and cutting satire, Earth may be a far prettier planet than what’s found in the outer ring, but it’s also filled with fascism, genocidal militarism, and Denise Richards. I’ll take the bug planet.

Jason X


Fans of the franchise are deeply divided over the tenth outing of Mr. Voorhess, set 450 years in the future and filmed on the cheap in Canada (not quite as exotic as space, but with better pancakes). Personally, I can't get enough of a face-dunk into liquid nitrogen, a David Cronenberg cameo, tight-in-all-the-wrong-places space uniforms (for the ladies only, natch) and the general spirit of low rent cheese dripping off every bargain priced reel. 

Alien(s)


The grandfather (well, more appropriately, grandmother) of modern sci-fi horror, the first two films from this franchise make a fine case for moving off-planet, if only to experience better movies.

Event Horizon


This surprisingly atmospheric debut of Paul “Not Thomas” Anderson, Event Horizon mixed the cold space castaway mood of Alien with a good old fashioned Nightmare on Elm Street dreamy slasher batter. Infamously edited by a baffled studio, Event Horizon has survived twelve years as a mini-fan favorite, a bloody sci-fi that plays with wormholes, hell, and gravity. Memorable moments include Jack Noseworthy’s nose worthy nosebleed and glimpses of carnal orgies not quite touched upon in Apollo 13. Ever wonder why you didn’t get that Oscar, Ron Howard?

Moon


Much like Sunshine, Duncan Bowie’s 2009 film doesn’t really have a home base in any strict genre. As a scientific premise mixed with horrific possibilities and striking moral drama, Moon tells the tale of an astronaut (played insanely well by Sam Rockwell) living alone 239,592 miles from earth (who needs it). To say more borders on immediate spoiler territory, but for lunar cinema that disturbs on an intelligent (and very human) level, head to the Moon. 

Leprechaun 4: In Space


Somewhat inevitable and sadly disappointing, this fourth entry into the Leprechaun saga never quite finds its inner chest burster. Still, you can’t go totally wrong with the spirit of Warwick Davis being transferred through urine and er, other bodily fluids, especially when light sabers are involved.