Journey back with me now, won’t you, to the year 2002. When post-9/11 paranoia was in full swing, the world already felt like a terrifying place, and Danny Boyle threw up 28 Days Later, a gritty little British horror that told us in no uncertain terms that “the end” was “fucking nigh.”
In Boyle’s genuinely stunning take on the classic zombie flick, the British were transformed by a rage virus into a nation of bloodthirsty anger goblins. (A bit like what Margaret Thatcher did in the 1980s, only much gorier.) The movie was a surprising hit in both the U.K. and the U.S. Which is why it was followed in 2007 by 28 Weeks Later, a much shinier sequel directed by someone who wasn’t Boyle, who made a film that was significantly less grim, and consequently, less good.
Eighteen years on and Boyle is back with 28 Years Later, which, rather than completing the first trilogy, is supposed to be the start of a brand new one altogether. (The sequel to 28 Years Later has already been filmed, apparently.) This new take on the old virus poses many immediate questions.
Like: Does anyone know if Danny Boyle is in therapy? And: Do British people not know that arrows can be retrieved from dead things after you’ve killed them? And possibly most important of all: Did anyone consider that some American audiences might struggle with a cast made up entirely of actors with Scottish and Geordie accents?
(For those not in the know, you can watch a brief introduction to the Geordie accent here.)


