28 Weeks Later Review
Written by: Constantce
28 Days Later is my favorite horror movie of all time, so when I first heard that a sequel was shooting, I was ecstatic. Then, as news trickled in, I became more and more wary of the project. None of the original actors were on board, nor was Danny Boyle slated to be the director. I learned that the storyline focused on a boy, and being the mother of a young boy, this movie became something I thought that would definitely not want to see. But, then, the movie was released. My friends and trusted horror-advisors at horror-movies.ca began raving about the greatest movie of the year. Even months later, board members were still proclaiming this their favorite film of 2007. So, once it came to DVD, I decided to break down and watch it. After all, could I call myself a fan of the first and refuse to see the sequel, 28 Weeks Later? I thought not.
I would like to say that I loved the movie, but I can’t. I liked it. I’ll watch it again. But did I enjoy it more than other 2007 releases? No. I even had a better ride on The Transformers. And I hardly ever enjoy action-adventure flicks. My best guess is that I came into 28 Weeks Later expecting to be thrilled and disappointed. In equal parts. This impossible equation almost always leads to disappointment. This is an esoteric criticism, but I also have details to support my displeasure.
The biggest problem with 28 Weeks Later was the flow of the story. Being a sequel of a hugely successful movie buys the right to jump right into the action, however, viewers were thrust into a house full of strangers. The only familiarity was what was going on outside, with the Rage Infected crazies creating havoc. I tried to get to know these people, I wanted to find a compassionate character in the mother, but it was difficult to care with so little background. When the next phase of the film begins, 28 weeks later, we meet the children of the fated couple, and are more smoothly drawn into their situation. They are, after all, kids, the youngest in new Britain, so you want them to survive and anxiously await the resurfacing of the infection that will endanger them.
The action was awesome, as were the effects. I absolutely adore the savages, their eyes filled with blood and fury. They are so scary and so dangerous, and the scene where the infection spreads through a confined group like wildfire heightens the excitement and urgency in a way that wasn’t exposed in 28 Days Later. The music also recalled the original movie in a positive way, showing the isolation of the characters who were trying so hard to cleave together and to survive.
The plot seemed to jump along. The military doctor and the sniper were meant to be sympathetic saviors, but their motives didn’t move me (even though they might have had they been better defined), and then there was the huge problem of the father’s constant return. The little group of survivors was moving around by foot and car, through all kinds of destruction, and that darned Dad just kept showing up. It was too unbelievable, as was the plot culmination. The movie came to an abrupt end, and left me quite unsatisfied.
28 Weeks Later is an example of one of those movies whose separate parts (cinematography, effects, soundtrack, etc.) are exhilarating, but without that strength of plot, falls short.