Film

Virus

Name: Virus
Genre: Horror, Action, Science Fiction
Released: 1999
Cast: Jamie Lee Curtis, William Baldwin, Donald Sutherland, Joanna Pacula, Marshall Bell

Other titles called Virus: the 1980 film, the 2019 film.

A 1999 sci-fi-horror film about salvage crew members who board a derelict Russian ship and encounter an alien intelligence that views humanity as infection. It's a claustrophobic, pulpy creature feature that leans into B-movie energy—all neon lighting, practical effects, and earnest weirdness. For fans of sci-fi action that doesn't take itself too seriously.

TMDb rating

2.7

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you like sci-fi horror that leans into blunt, pulpy B-movie momentum, where a crew is trapped on a ship and the fun is in the scrappy improvisation rather than the mystery.

Skip it if you want subtle dread or careful characterization; this runs on loud set pieces, broad performances and a gleefully silly streak that can undercut the tension.

What it asks of you: About ninety minutes of nonstop escalation, with little breathing room between jolts; you give it your attention in short bursts of action rather than slow, sustained unease.

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