So this week I’m reading a zombie (shocker) apocalypse (shocker) novel called Grace Lost, by M. Lauryl Lewis, in which some sort of blue mist from space has coated the world and caused the dead to rise. Or something like that.
So I recently watched “28 Weeks Later“, the sequel to Danny Boyle’s classic “28 Days Later“, the film that helped to usher in the “fast zombie”* boomlet of the early 2000s. Like its predecessor, “28 Weeks Later” boasts a very strong cast (including Rose Byrne, Robert Carlyle, Harold Perrineau, and Jeremy Renner) and it delivers the apocalyptic mayhem, but unfortunately it suffers from the fact that the characters behave in incredibly stupid ways. If you imagine that they took Season 3 Andrea from “The Walking Dead” and put her in charge of a military operation to repopulate Britain after it was devastated by the rage virus from the first film, you’re not far off.
Because my wife studiously ignored the presence of this movie in the house, I can’t use the usual rating system of how long it took her to fall asleep. Therefore, I’m going to dust off the “badmovies.org” style of bullet-pointed summary, which I think was last used in my infamous pan of “August Rush“, to illustrate some of the important things “28 Weeks Later” taught us. Needless to say, there will be …
So here we are, just a little late in the game, starting to watch “Breaking Bad” on Netflix. I’d had it in the “instant queue” (now the “my list”) for a while but never got around to starting it up, mainly because I was busy watching anime series whenever my wife would fall asleep in the middle of a movie. But there we were one Saturday, having polished off the movie “Cyrus” in a nearly-unprecedented single sitting, with Tucker demanding a lap and couch time and my wife not quite ready to fall asleep yet. Well, why not finally give “Breaking Bad” a look?