28 Days Later

Bomb Rating: 

I guess I was expecting something more from Danny Boyle, given that so much was made of the fact that the director of "Trainspotting" was going to tackle the horror genre.

Sadly, this film does nothing to distinguish itself from the parade of lame horror films that have come out over the last several years. To make matters worse, Boyle has filmed the thing in digital, which makes the whole picture look like it was shot by a three-year-old in a closet.

Jim (Cillian Murphy) wakes up in a London hospital and there's nobody around. It's completely deserted. He gets up, leaves the hospital and walks into downtown London and still finds nobody. From what I've gathered, I'm supposed to ooh and aah over these shots of an empty London, but it raises a pretty important question: How did Jim survive? What he learns from two other survivors, including Selena (Naomie Harris), is that some virus has gotten loose and turned most people into enraged zombies. Selena and Jim later run into Frank (Brendan Gleeson) and his daughter Hannah (Megan Burns) and together they set out on the road to some place north of Manchester where there's an apparent cure.

They find there a small platoon of soldiers and we discover that the live humans can be just as much trouble as the living dead. How is this different from other zombie movies? Frankly, I have no idea. All I know about this one is that I could see next to nothing because of the bad camera work and the murky image quality. I suppose that suffices for style in some books. In mine, it's just one more annoyance.

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