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.

    • zero@fek.xyzOP
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      6 days ago

      Thank you, that blew my mind. I’ll need to think how to correct the review with this new information.

      • Apocalypteroid@lemmy.world
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        6 days ago

        No problem at all. What you have to consider is that Sir Jimmy was a cult figure in the UK before his crimes were revealed. A household name and widely celebrated for his charity work. In the 28 years later timeline, his crimes would never have been discovered, so he would still be revered by the little boy watching tellytubbys at the start of the movie.

        It’s pretty sick but also pretty fucking funny.