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28 Days Later: Frank's Take
Unconventional filmmaker Danny Boyle has the inherent knack for
stomach-turning entertainment that's outright disturbing yet oddly
poetic and polished in its gruesome suspended state of mind.
28 Days Later (2003) 20th Century
Fox
1 hr. 52 mins.
Starring: Cillian Murphy, Naomie Harris, Christopher Eccleston,
Brendan Gleeson, Megan Burns
Directed by: Danny Boyle
Some
will recall Boyle's superbly jarring 1996 squalor-induced urban
drama Trainspotting that made acquiring goose bumps a mandatory
natural high for appreciating the wrenching filth that was so addicting
in its rawness.
Now Boyle has come back to shake up one’s antsy skin with the excellent
haughty horror opus 28 Days Later.
Grippingly grotesque in all its subversive spookiness, Boyle helms
what amounts to be a robust spine tingling B-movie boofest. Quite
simply, 28 Days Later brims with intensifying grainy grit.
Armed with a smart script by Alex Garland (who worked on The Beach
with Boyle) to match its intentional rough-around-the-edges grizzled
look courtesy of Anthony Dod Mantle’s challenging cinematography,
Boyle’s surly and hellish sideshow is profoundly intoxicating in
its tangy ugly creepiness.

What the moviemakers do here is create an apocalyptic nightmare
that reinforces the suspense and takes the audience on a delirious
and daunting ride where flesh-eating zombies are the norm and we
as onlookers are the horrified intruders.
The morbid mood is just right in that Boyle wants us to settle
in just enough to get restless numerous times over thanks to the
dingy digital camerawork that captures the ominous images we find
ourselves reacting to so nervously.
It’s safe to say that Later is a far cry from Boyle’s previously
aforementioned botched exotic-looking paradise-in-peril 2000 thriller
The Beach. Unsettling and devilishly terrifying to boot, 28 Days
Later is a slick-minded and transfixing dead-man walking flick that
gleefully mixes the unlikely pair of high camp and human consciousness
in its provoking presentation.
In today’s jittery-induced sensibilities, the thought of headlining
outbreaks regarding the all-too-realistic presence of devastating
viruses such as anthrax and now the SARS episode certainly rings
true for folks who will find the theme behind this frightening feature
very coincidental and timely.
When a group of sympathetic animal lovers break into the Cambridge
Primate Research Center to free the beloved test critters from what
they perceive as risky experimentations against them, the well-intentioned
activists inadvertently release what is considered a concocted infective
rage virus.
During the so-called "rescue mission", a hysterical chimp panics
and pounces on one of the rescuers from its cage and kills her instantly.
Despite a concerned scientist’s warning not to open the cages for
the unpredictable beasts, the obstinate sympathizers rejected his
plea and the damage was already done.
Thus, any potential victim succumbing to the monkeypox viral bite
will act just as savagely uncontrollable. In short, all chaos eventually
breaks loose and soon the unsuspecting world will be introduced
to the toxic chemicals released from that tainted laboratory.
After 28 days have passed since that deadly incident, a young bicycle
messenger named Jim (Cillian Murphy from How Harry Became a Tree)
awakens from a coma to discover that the London hospital he’s been
treated in has been evacuated.
In fact, the WHOLE darn city and surrounding world has been abandoned.
Soon Jim will come to realize that an errant virus had been responsible
for the lack of human contact. But soon the perplexed protagonist
will run into zombie-like beings that had the misfortune of being
saddled with the infection that occurred less than a month ago.
When Jim isn’t trying to evade these flesh-seeking freaks looking
to make a hearty snack out of his lucky hide, he finds some comfort
in a band of confused people that survived the massive epidemic.
The leader of this group, Frank (Brendan Gleeson), is accompanied
by his daughter Hannah (Megan Burns).
They, along with resilient group member Selena (Naomie Harris),
try to give details to Jim as to how they’ve ducked and dodged these
zealous zombies while he was benefiting from his deep sleep the
past four weeks. And so the weary travelers move on and hope to
arrive at a suitable destination where there’s a hint of humanity
willing to shield them from the caustic conflict that currently
prevails.
What Boyle does to ignite 28 Days Later is absolutely marvelous
yet tricky. He is shrewd to the point that his distinctive zombie
flick isn’t saddled with the conventional dice-them-and-slice-them
mentality that is so pervasive in cliché-driven expositions
of this genre that have a tendency to lean on the overwrought cheesy
side.
The cynicism and overall sinister machinations are not too manipulative
and actually invite some eerie excitement for those who happen to
appreciate their "zombified" zest with traces of philosophical ambiguity.
Strangely enough, Later is laced with a peculiar sense of thought-provoking
vibes that echo the impulsiveness we have within ourselves as vulnerable
mortals.
Whether we need to inject the madness within ourselves or have
other fearful forces heap it upon us, Boyle is savvy enough to question
the unassuming tendencies of the way humans (or non-humans if you
count your friendly neighborhood red-eyed zombie or the world’s
animal species of many varieties) cope as slaves to their fragile
psyches.
With all the deliberate gore that dresses itself up in vomit of
contagious blood and other severed body parts, 28 Days Later actually
makes for an insightful and unexpected psychological thriller that
works on your mental mode.
If anything, Boyle isn’t afraid to flirt with the depths of depravity
pertaining to human nature. The dark and desolate isolation (witness
the dreary, lonely London streets for instance) enhanced by the
vague rage virus (perhaps a convenient connotation for pent up human
disillusionment) makes for the perfect head-scratching and haunting
platitudes where fright fans might enjoy their fondness for Night
of the Living Dead with a twist of introspective forethought.
Granted that Boyle’s creepshow tails off toward the end as he relies
on some cockeyed military mission subplot to end the destruction
caused by yet another catastrophe that mankind has managed to give
birth to in the name of worldly advancement and all-around arrogance.
But even this slight turn cannot ruin this oddly thoughtful bloodbath.
28 Days Later is ruefully soulful in its scruffy flamboyance. Whether
one will attribute this tension-filled nail-biter to the effective
surreal dank visuals or the piercing soundtrack that gives this
nasty narrative its furious dizzy drive, one thing is definitely
clear—civilization is far from being civil and the low-budget lyrical
scarefest that Boyle patches together so perversely demonstrates
this very same sentiment.
Frank Ochieng
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