Any film with Danny Boyle's (Trainspotting) stamp on it will always catch my interest. I did not have a prior idea as to what 28 Days Later was about when I entered the cinema a couple of years ago but I knew it had to be good, after all, Danny Boyle was behind  the camera and it was written by Alex Garland, who also wrote The Beach. It turned out to be a zombie flick, but I was not disappointed, it was gripping, Boyle's vision of a post apocalyptic London was frightening and believable, it allowed me to suspend my disbelief and I was rooting for Cilian Murphy and his small group of survivors as they searched for a way out in a country infested by virus ravaged zombies after their flesh. 

I caught the sequel 28 Weeks Later on DVD last night. With Danny too busy with Sunshine, Juan Carlos Fresnadillo directed and I was keen to see if it would be as good. It was entertaining, faster paced, with a bigger budget this time round, you had bigger action - helicopters, snipers on rooftops, flamethrowers; more blood and gore - check out the helicopter scene and you will know what I mean. Then you had all the gorgeous aerial shots of a deserted and desolate London, but for me the most powerful and memorable moments in the film, apart from the helicopter on zombie scene were probably the least costly - Robert Carlyle's running across grassy  meadows near the beginning with a zombie mob hot on his heels, he is racked by guilt, he keeps getting flashbacks, to how he had cowardly left his wife to die in the house earlier. The group led by Doyle the Delta Sniper with a conscience, resting at a deserted amusement park overgrown with weeds and the kids sit on a broken carousel, innocence lost. There was alot more character development, alot more heart in the first instalment, but the sequel has it moments, and you can't say it wasn't entertaining, it will be worth your time. In fact I think I am going to watch it another time now, before lunch. 

For zombie flicks, you can't go wrong with 28 Days. Forget Resident Evil.