Movie Reviews, continued: 28 Days Later.

If anything, this movie gives new profound meaning to the insulting cliche: "I wouldn't have sex with you if you were the last woman on Earth!" They've used it many times before (see Dogma), but never as powerful as in this movie.

Aside from the vomit-stricken diseased zombies, the trademark dead baby (Danny Boyle really likes using that baby corpse - in fact, I think it was the same infantile corpse used in Trainspotting), and the pedophile gang rape, there was only one truly unrealistic point about this film.

She's the last woman left in the world, it's just you and her and vast emptiness, and she's HOT. No no no no. She's not hot. She's a BABE. Horror film? It sounds more like the premise for a high-school porno fantasy. (We all remember that designation in the High School year book polls: "Person with whom you'd most like to be stuck on a deserted island.")

That said, this movie was shit-in-your-pants scary. I recommend seeing it with a chick who will grab onto your arm when she freaks out. It combines multiple premises from different movies to formulate the disturbance of hell. So for the avid movie-goers, let's examine the influences. It starts with "Outbreak" (remember those diseased monkeys?), it moves on to "From Dusk Til Dawn" (hilarious movie), and ends with the most striking resemblence to "Apocolypse Now."

I actually liked the Vietnam parallels - to me, it showed human nature at it's most primordially disturbed. And it was scary as shit. Anyway...enough! Before I give away the whole film. Suffice it to say that Alex and I had to hold each other for comfort during the movie.

Go away.