28 Years Later

I can’t remember the last time a trailer gave away so little plot information. It advertises a man and his twelve year old boy will leave the safety of their fortified island community to explore the mainland, which has been overrun by those infected by the psycho-virus Rage for twenty-eight years. This accurately represents perhaps twenty minutes of the film’s runtime. What happens next feels like truly uncharted territory… which is fitting for the crazed subject matter.

The enigmatic trailer also gives us only a fleeting glimpse of Ralph Fiennes, looking absolutely insane with his bald head and red skin. His mysterious character is spoken about in hushed whispers throughout the first half of the film, adding to the suspense of his eventual reveal. You think you have a pretty good idea of who he is and what kind of role he’ll fulfill, but you probably don’t. To say I was hyped to see this character is an understatement. I wasn’t let down in the least as he’s the best part of the movie.

As with 28 Weeks Later, this movie opens with a flashback to the first year of the virus’s spread. The opening isn’t as intense as the one which featured Robert Carlyle making an impossible decision, but it’s comforting to see Danny Boyle hit the ground running for his return to the series. You’d think the director’s Oscar might’ve gone to his head, steering this sequel straight into “elevated horror” territory; instead he has a group of infected psychopaths shred through a roomful of helpless children before descending on a hysterically laughing priest. Anyone who’s spent any time reading this blog will know this is exactly the kind of horror I cherish: the kind that isn’t embarrassed of the genre’s roots.

In more than one interview, Danny Boyle has tried to make the case that the 28 series aren’t zombie movies. In this movie, screenwriter Alex Garland has a Swedish soldier wash up on shore and flat-out refer to the infected people as “zombies,” perhaps jokingly. This is a jarring thing to hear when actual zombie movies typically go out of their way to avoid the “Z” word (which is even riffed on in Shaun of the Dead), as if they take place in a universe in which George Romero never existed. Speaking of the soldier, I previously pointed out that these movies are at their best when the military forces are absent. I’m happy to report the military presence in this one is applied even more sparingly than it was in the original picture.

In his genre movies, Danny Boyle has had a strange tendency to go off the rails in the final act (28 Days Later, Sunshine, Trainspotting 2) with wildly uneven results. This time Boyle tempers his tendencies… until the final two minutes, at which point he gloriously doubles down. Before that, however, 28 Years Later delivers the most emotionally satisfying conclusion, which relies less on spectacle and more on character and performance.

Movies like this tend to grow on me with time as I forget all but the most memorable scenes. It will likely be another ten years before I can honestly say which I enjoyed more: the original or this one. I would not be a bit surprised if it’s this one. There’s so much I want to discuss here, particularly the effortlessness of Jodie Comer’s performance, but I wouldn’t dream of spoiling what the trailer didn’t.