Bobert’s 31 DAYS OF HORROR Continues!
Hey folks, it’s that wonderful time of the year again, and with it comes my annual 31 Days of Horror Marathon. Every year for the last 4 years or so I’ve watched a new Horror film for every day in the month of October, ranging from Horror Classics like the original HALLOWEEN to modern Foreign Horror flicks like SWITCHBLADE ROMANCE…
I personally credit 28 DAYS LATER for helping revive the Zombie genre, and for that it has secured a very special place in the heart of this particular Zombie lover. So obviously, that means any attempt at a sequel is going to receive major scrutiny from yours truly. I wasn’t convinced at first, especially when I found out that neither Danny Boyle (the original director), Alex Garland (original writer), nor any of the original cast members were returning for this new film. But when I discovered that Spanish filmmaker Juan Carlos Fresnadillo (INTACTO) was going to be helming the new flick, a glimmer of hope sparked. Seeing the trailer gave me more hope, seeing high caliber actors like Robert Carlyle (RAVENOUS) and Catherine McCormack (BRAVEHEART) involved always eases my fears. So did it live up to my cautious-but-optimistic expectations? Kinda. Sorta. Not really… 28 WEEKS LATER takes place – that’s right you guessed it, 28 weeks after the outbreak of the infamous “Rage” virus featured in the original. London is being rebuilt and slowly repopulated. All under the supervision of an American led NATO force. The story centers around a family attempting to reassemble their shattered lives together. A sister and brother return home to a father with a dark and shameful secret. When the man’s wife and his children’s mother is found in a near feral state, somehow surviving a seemingly fatal attack by the Infected months earlier, a military doctor discovers the woman is immune to the Infection. But while the woman shows no symptoms, she still carries the virus within her. As the husband attempts a reconciliation, he unwittingly unleashes the virus upon the small populace of New London. Forced to go to “Code Red”, the military turns their guns on not only the Infected, but uninfected civilians as well. A sniper abandons his post and attempts to save the immune woman’s son, realizing that humanity’s only hope against the virus may be contained in the young boy’s blood.
For all the filmmakers’ pontificating and attempts at double entendres, it’s obvious the ultimate goal of 28 WEEKS LATER is one thing: bloody violence. The film is filled to the gills with copious amounts of glorious gore and flashy explosions, leaving very little room for silly things like detailed character development or motivations. And boy do they overuse that awesome piece of John Murphy music from the end of the first flick in this one. The building momentum featured in the previous installment felt like a roaring locomotive increasing in speed, dangerously close to flying off the rails. Here, every time they want you feel like that, they throw it in, but it never feels as strong. Composer John Murphy provides some new pieces this time out as well, and the new stuff is as great as you would expect. I was also happy to find out that Danny Boyle and Alex Garland (executive producers in this case) both did have some significant involvement with the project, hence the reason the flick isn’t as bad as one would think an unnecessary follow-up would be.
There are a few sequences in particular that really work for me. One is the reunion of husband and wife. The scene is tense with remorse and guilt and, seemingly, redemption, but quickly takes a ghastly turn. (On a side note, and this is complete speculation on my part, but I believe the wife knew she was a “Carrier” and allowed her husband to become infected on purpose. Perhaps simply on a subconscious level at least. I welcome anyone else’s thoughts and opinions on the subject). As the sequence escalates into the insanity it eventually reaches, it’s the lone moment in the film that comes close to emulating the intensity the first film doled out so frequently. Plus there are some pretty cool “Scary” moments, like the subway sequence that takes place completely in the dark. Finally, another sequence I’m fond of is actually the last scattered images that close the film, or the “coda” as the director and producer refer to it. It’s chilling and rather effective, if not a bit predictable.
While 28 WEEKS LATER is certainly not a bad flick (In truth it’s a pretty good exercise in hardcore Horror/Action), the intimacy and resonance the original 28 DAYS LATER showcased is lost amid loud action, shocking gore, and tensile scares. All good stuff mind you, just a bit emotionally lacking when compared to the psychological intensity of the original. Still worth seeing I think, especially if you were a fan of 28 DAYS LATER but wanted more gore and action. For those of you that thought the original had just the right amount of gore and action, well too bad you get more anyway. Just don’t expect the same emotional resonance of the original.
28 WEEKS LATER
Scare-O-Meter: 7
Blood & Guts: 10
Bobert’s Overall Score: 7 – Recommended

Ok, so I didn’t watch a Horror flick last night. I was tired and I went to bed. So sue me. Instead, I’m gonna talk about a very appropriately named flick I saw a few weeks back. I movie-hopped into Rob Zombie’s HALLOWEEN, figuring that I didn’t want to pay full price because I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be very good. Don’t get me wrong, I think Rob Zombie rocks. I was a little disappointed with HOUSE OF 1,000 CORPSES because I was expecting a far more insane and gory excursion, which it only came close to reaching at the very end with the reveal of Dr. Satan. But his follow-up, THE DEVIL’S REJECTS, was a gloriously gory and depraved piece of cinema that I dug. There are moments in that flick that reach the pure lunacy I’ve only been fortunate enough to see once before, in a little 70’s flick called THE TEXAS CHAIN SAW MASSACRE (still my fav Horror flick of all time). But I hate remakes or “re-imaginings” as they like to call ‘em these days, so Rob Zombie taking on the HALLOWEEN mythos never really appealed to me. That said, I wanted to give it a chance and so I did one Saturday afternoon. All I can say is that I’m glad I didn’t spend any money on this waste of time. The genuine Horror aficionados reading this right now already know the Michael Myers back story, but for the sake of you posers I’ll go ahead and catch you up. Halloween night 1963, little six-year-old Mikey Myers stabs his sister to death with a kitchen knife and is sent to a mental institution where he’s put under the care of psychiatrist Sam Loomis. Fast forward a few years of psycho analysis later, and Dr. Loomis is convinced little Mikey is “purely and simply…EVIL”. Now watching a doped up killer slumped over in some corner probably wouldn’t be very interesting, so Mr. Myers manages to escape the sanitarium and goes back to his old neighborhood to slash up some more nubile girls, and a legend and subgenre (The Slasher flick as its affectionately referred to) was born. Now why would you want to remake that? I mean, how could you and still make it fresh and original without messing up what made it such a classic in the first place? Well Mr. Zombie’s solution to the problem was to include a first-half that examined the days leading up to little Myers’ killing spree, and the missing years between the time he gets institutionalized as a kid and escapes as an adult. Plus, he throws in a lot more kills, a jittery camera, and some artsy shots for good measure. I’m not sure if any of this sounds like a good idea to any of you, but the end result is a pretty derivative, unimaginative, boring, and ultimately needless “reimagining”.
Last night I watched BUG, the latest from director William Friedkin. With a career spanning several decades, Friedkin is arguably one of American Cinema’s premiere filmmakers. But if he never made another movie ever again, he would still be considered one of the most influential Horror directors of all time simply for one movie: THE EXORCIST. Not only shocking and gloriously gory, it left psychological scars as well. With its horrific portrayal of an innocent young girl’s possession by a violent and vile demon, it burrowed into the audiences’ psyche past and present. Friedkin has mostly stayed away from that particularly disturbing world since, but recently came back to the genre that put his name on the map. And once again, he has contributed a masterpiece of psychological horror. In many a great Horror film, sometimes the scariest monsters aren’t external threats like zombies or werewolves, but rather the demons inside our own minds. The Psychological Horror film is a subgenre of Horror that I gravitate towards more readily than some of the more common and popular sub-categories. There’s something about being afraid of your own mind and the tricks it can play that unnerves me more than any movie about blood sucking vampires or nocturnal boogeymen could. That’s what the new film, BUG, from longtime filmmaker William Friedkin is: An unhinged and disturbing exploration of paranoia and (ultimately) loneliness.