May 21, 2007, 10:24 PM
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It's incredible. Known about these circles as the snob who hates everything, I feel obligated to post my take on one of the greatest American zombie movies in God knows how long. As a thriller, it is uncompromising, intense - the shaky DV camera used to an extreme unsettling effect; the opening scene is feral, phenomenal - a dimly lit last-supper calm before a crazy fucking storm; a decapitating helicopter rotor blade scene that gives the middle finger to Robert Rodriguez. The film's greatest triumph, though, is its uncanny political resonance - an occupying American force during the aftermath of disaster, losing all grip on reconstruction; a rupture in a marriage early on foreshadowing the familial and political fissures to come; delta snipers asked to stop drawing distinctions in their targets.
28 Days is smarter than the awful Michael Bay/Paul Anderson fare, but it's sunshine and kittens compared to Weeks. Death is given gravity - when the camera pauses on bodies and Robert Carlyle's sullen face, its a knot in your stomach. That I saw this gem is almost a miracle, and suggests that Fox Atomic horror sequels may not all be garbage. I hate resorting to humdrum, boilerplate summations, but this is a child made through the marriage between Children of Men and Aliens (I really want to delete this sentence). If you loved Boyle's solid spooker, ignore the ho-hum trailer to Weeks - this is the real deal.
Jam it back in, in the dark.
Last edited by Room; May 21, 2007 at 10:34 PM.
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