This review contains spoilers.There are films that hit with the bruteforce exhilaration of a madman hammering on your front door, and then there is 28 Years Later, Danny Boyle and

Boyle and Garland have, in their dotage, outdone themselves. The first film was good, the second almost entirely forgettable, but this third act, wow, fucking fantastic. “28 Swinging Cocks”, “28 Inch Cock” or “28 Dicks Later”, any could have been apt titles, but that’s too easy. This is the movie in which the anatomy is riotous, the intellect unashamed, the heart unexpectedly exposed.

  • J-Bone@lemmy.dbzer0.comEnglish
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    24 days ago

    I watched 28 Years Later at home a few days ago.

    I can’t seem to make up my mind about 28 Years Later. It wasn’t bad by any means, but there were definitely issues with the movie.

    I will start with the undeniably good things. Excellent cinematography. So many beautiful shots. I also liked that they tried to do something different. It’s good that they didn’t just make a predictable sequel (even if it would’ve been fun).

    I found many of the plot elements to be distracting. The alpha concept seemed tacked on. I didn’t like the “young adult” concept, seemed unbelievable for a 12 year old to act in this way.

    Not sure what to make of the humourous elements, they were clearly there by design (satire?). I laughed when the kid put his mother’s skull on the skull pile.

    For some reason I get the feeling 28 Years Later will get more appreciation with time. I might be wrong though.