Film

28 Days Later

Name: 28 Days Later
Genre: Horror, Thriller, Science Fiction
Released: 2002
Cast: Cillian Murphy, Naomie Harris, Brendan Gleeson, Megan Burns, Christopher Eccleston

Danny Boyle's grubby, adrenaline-shot vision of a Britain wiped down to almost nothing. Cillian Murphy wakes from a coma into empty London streets and a country undone by rage-fuelled infection. It's less about gore than about isolation, trust, and how fast civility collapses — shot on jittery digital video that makes the emptiness feel horribly real. Not for the squeamish, but rewards anyone who likes their horror with a brain.

TMDb rating

7.2

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