The 28 Films: What Happened?

Ask pretty much anyone and, unless they have awful taste in movies, they will, undoubtedly, think that Danny Boyle’s 28 Days Later is a great film: classic, you might say. And it couldn’t really be much better in the intelligent shock / gore department, could it? The brit film is a landmark in horror and features some of the most disturbing horror / suspense scenes in recent years, bar none.
Why, with that in mind, did 28 Weeks Later end up being so farcical and such a waste of time? What happened to Danny Boyle’s vision and turned it on its head with such avengeance? Stranger, still, in this tale of woe, is the fact that the sequel to the glorious 28 Days managed to be both a boring and high-octane disaster. One that made little sense and was dragged out, yet ruthlessly fast. While it’s true that the speed of the living dead gave the first film that extra identifiable edge that made it stand out from all the other walking-dead horror movies of the last twenty or so years, anyone would agree that Weeks took it too far and ruined the concept. Boyle just got greedy, it would seem.
(I think this DVD is going straight back into my storage unit)
In the sequel, the zombies are nothing less than Olympic standard runners. From the very outset it would seem that there is no hope for any of the survivors…in fact, if I were a survivor, or an actor, even, I would probably have just given up five minutes in and said “this is just silly, surely you don’t expect the public to think THIS is good?”
Which brings us to another thing, which would be the writing… The writing left a lot to be desired, and that, combined with the frantic, nauseating editing style, makes the whole thing seem like it’s just trying too hard. Which is a shame, because this sequel really could have gone somewhere if they’d just given it a bit more thought to begin with.

