If you were lucky enough to not see Neil Marshall’s “The Descent” then do yourself a favor and do so again on his latest film. There’s not much to “Doomsday” except for the doom part of the title. For starters, it’s not really about the end of the world. It’s about the end of the UK (again?!) via a virus breakout in Scotland that infects every kilt waring bloke in town. The whole joint is isolated in the world’s dumbest quarantine plan: a thirty foot high brick wall. 30 years after this extinction level event to borrow a Busta Rhymes lyric (or should I say “28 Years Later”???), the doomsday virus emerges in England and the deceptive government (is there any other kind) sponsored special elite team (you know, the kind from every film post “Aliens”) is sent back to ground zero to discover why there are survivors.
Maybe the survivors have the cure. Or maybe they’re Darwinism in action–a sign from God that our city populations are growing too big and need to be “dealt with.” “In the land of the infected, the immune man is king” the country’s lone scientist posits, having no doubt just read the handbook for mad scientist-speak. In a bout of “No Escape” ripoff-iage, the so-called survivors are divided between heavy metal cannibals that have a thing for theatrics, fire and motorcycles (God, they ARE stuck in the 80s) and medieval fatalists lead by the doctor that have abandoned humanity to live in a castle for some unknown reason…
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