I feel like I watched a different movie than the rest of y’all. The movie’s only meaningful female role is a complete waste of Jodie Comer’s talents with a tired and helpless plotline. There are frequent baffling music and editing choices which distract the audience anytime they’re at risk of getting immersed. The script is full of unfired Chekov’s guns which may only pay off in the two(!) successors to this. Worst of all, it’s just repetitive, as if it was not a sequel to two other movies that already did fast zombies chasing after the main characters.
It’s redeemed somewhat by the arrival of Ralph Fiennes and the general unpredictability of the plot. The cast did respectable work. A few scenes were well-shot. They could have made a lazy, generic sequel but instead they made this. These are all the nice words I have for 28 Years Later.
It’s hard to choose the single funniest highlight of the movie. It’s probably either the train scene or the ending, neither of which I would dare spoil. Instead I’ll talk about when Jamie finally broke down and told his son the terrifying madness of the fire in the distance. The thing this man was afraid to tell his son? He once saw a guy burning bodies out in the forest!
Somehow this was the craziest and most unsettling thing that ever happened to a guy who, just moments earlier, was headshotting rubbery crawling zombies and casually rolling up to grisly torture scenes.
