Fox Atomic is already priming the publicity pump for director Danny Boyle’s 28 Weeks Later, which bows next May. Starring Robert Carlyle, Catherine McCormack and Jeremy Renner, the sequel to 28 Days Later picks up six months after
the rage virus has annihilated the British Isles. The U.S. Army declares
that the war against the infection has been won, and that the
reconstruction and normalization of humanity can begin. But their intelligence couldn’t be faulty, could it? In the first wave of returning
refugees, a family is reunited — but one of them unwittingly carries a
terrible secret. The web site features raw footage from the film; to view it, click here.
Daily Archives: November 3, 2006
AFI Fest: Bobby
Unknown
Unknown is one of those independent movies whose limited means clearly influenced its conception and creation — a mixture of Saw, The Usual Suspects and Reservoir Dogs, though perhaps not quite as interesting or trailblazing as that sounds. Starring Jim Caviezel, Greg Kinnear, Barry Pepper, Jeremy Sisto, Joe Pantoliano and Bridget Moynahan, the movie centers around five guys who wake up in various stages of pain and abuse in a barren, hermetically sealed stockroom in the middle of the desert. Suffering from temporary amnesia due to a chemical leak, none of them know who they are or how they got there. Hand-holding and talking about feelings does not ensue. For the full review, from IGN, click here.
The Escape Clause: The Santa Clause 3
Tim Allen and Martin Short in the fight before Christmas, colorful and heartwarming holiday cheer about the difficulties inherent in juggling a family and one’s secret identity as Santa Claus.
Oh, and there are of course reindeer farting. Still, all things considered, not that bad. As Norville Barnes might say, “You know… for kids.” For the full review, from IGN, click here.
AFI Fest: Full Grown Men Suffers from Full Dance Card
Already enjoying a full head of buzz, David Munro’s Full Grown Men, starring Matt McGrath, is one of the films at this year’s AFI FEST that I was most looking forward to. Unfortunately, it screens up against two other events to which I’m already commited — the gala presentation, West Coast debut of David Lynch’s Inland Empire and an interview with Korean director Bong Joon-ho about his latest, top-grossing movie, horror import The Host. Perhaps they’ll add a screening — I’ve heard great things. In the meantime, for a brief, 10-question Q&A with Munro, click here.
Shottas
writer-director Cess Silvera’s Shottas, a Jamaican-set underworld flick executive produced by musician Wyclef
Jean, is proof that a
movie can at least on some level come across as authentic, and yet
still generate no real sympathy for its characters or involvement in
its narrative. For the full review, from IGN, click here.
The Libertine
For all the laudatory acclaim justly being heaped on Johnny Depp for
his invention of the character of Captain Jack Sparrow in the Pirates of the Caribbean films (or the first one at least — let’s not talk about the distended and soulless affair that was Dead Man’s Chest), one must not forget his canon of misbegotten, period piece twaddle, films like The Man Who Cried and Chocolat. It’s into this category, after all, which director Laurence Dunmore’s The Libertine falls. For the full review, from IGN, click here.
Anthony Horowitz on Alex Rider: Operation Stormbreaker
In adapting his series of Alex Rider junior spy novels — six streamlined books and counting, which have collectively sold more than
five million copies in the United States, and more than 10 million
worldwide — for the big screen, British author Anthony Horowitz chose the Weinstein brothers over bigger Hollywood studios, because they didn’t insist on aging the hero and altering his formula. For the full interview, from FilmStew, click here.