First up we have the most up to date news concerning my hectic life, the ups, the downs, and the lengthy middles where not much happens [But don't worry kids, we'll skip right on over those *winks to camera*]. Then, I'll have a sparkling review of the latest movie I was fortunate enough to see, the big, the bad, the British 28 Weeks Later! And finally, we'll end with a few random thoughts I like to call my own. Will they make you laugh? Might they make you cry? I haven't a clue, but you'll get them if you really want them. So, without further ado, let's get this show on the road!
And.... CUT! Enough of the clichés, I have enough trouble capturing myself an audience, and this isn't doing anything to help it. But what i wrote was true, I will be doing all those things in that order, so skip ahead, read it in order, do whatever the hell you want.
We'll start off with my life. It's been a little hectic if I'm honest. It all began this week with a spontaneous and yet beneficial idea I've been wanting to do for a long time; a run. I've always been one to really ignore my fitness levels. I used to never do any exercise, and stayed within a reasonable weight and never even took a second look at what I was plowing into my gut. I think having a sweet tooth too was probably a disadvantage I wish I didn't have, though looking across the room and seeing a packet of tescos jam doughnuts or Finest Triple Choc shortbread [A recent addition to the roster] has always made me thirst for the sweetness inside. But, coming to Uni has really changed my perception. I got to meet a very enthusiastic gym going buddy during my first year, and spent the next three months approximately with him going to the gym and doing all these weights and workouts that I'd never even considered doing before. It worked, as slowly I built myself into a more defined shape, and was pleased with it. Sadly, after I broke away from Uni and stayed at home for the Xmas holidays, the gym was simply too expensive and too far away for me to continue to commit to, and even joining a local gym didn't really get me enthused, so I slowly but surely lost my interest in it. So, for the past year and a bit, I have been quite content ignoring any healthy options.
This has led me to now, where I can finally admit that I'm not in the shape I want to be in, but how do you solve that when the gym is not for you anymore [I had a few cracks at it in between now and then, most recently about five weeks ago for three weeks, but I still don't feel for it]? Simple, do something else. And that's why I've started running. Yes, it's only been a very recent thing [6 days and counting] but I must say that the thing that strikes me most about it is how quickly you can see a difference. Not in weight loss terms [Thats not the reason I want to do this anyway] but in how quickly you can find yourself improving. Starting last Monday, I could run from my house near Tesco up to the Quays path, down it, across the bridge and through B&Q to the road leading to the Tesco roundabout and then to my house in 13 1/2 minutes. At the end, I felt like dying, and spent a good fifteen minutes recovering. How unhealthy! That sounds pretty lame I'll admit, but yesterday, my last run [I've been doing it 6 days on the trot excepting tonight, for I'd lost my house keys and found them only when it was a bit late for running] I added extra metres onto my run, by taking the long way around the B&Q car park, walking down the disabled/bike path instead of the stairs by the bus stop and walking the longer way into Mascot Square, and I still manage to beat my first time by about 20 seconds. And the best bit? While I still felt quite exhausted [and my legs still aching, which is good!] I felt nowhere near as bad as I did the first time. I think I might stick to this plan, this time.
Elsewhere, I've had issues with trying to conquer my fears over not being able to revise properly, and on top of that a piece of coursework to finish for friday. I won't go into details, but suffice to say the issue that arose on Friday itself has been put to rest for now, and hopefully I will get the marks I deserve. And today, I have been revising and feeling extremely confident with one of my topics. This is a complete U turn to the past week, where everything seemed quite tall and overwhelming and unattainable. Seems things can seem much worse than they really are, and I was always the one who never had that problem. Now I feel empathy to all those people who stress out during exam time. All I can say, that worked for me, is to take it a step at a time. Things have a funny way of working out themselves sometime.
Review: 28 Weeks Later.
This film, a creation born by Juan Carlos Fresnadillo from the corpse of its quite gritty prequel 28 Days Later, is an intense journey from beginning to end. It has all that you really wanted from the first film, the classy but not overpowering gore, the simple but elegant storyline and the premise that borders on the sides of being believable and ridiculous. This has all been carried over plus the extra stuff that comes from a bigger budget; greater special effects, a more scenic area covering more parts of London than the first resulting in some spectacular shots and more actors and extras. All wrapped up, this becomes a film that may well stand above its older counterpart.
The plot sees Robert Carlyle as a father of two, beginning the film in a smallholding somewhere in the countryside of Britain. Seeking refuge with his wife and some strangers, it isn't long before the Rage virus makes its first appearance, leaving just enough screen time for us to care about what happens to one of the characters in particular. Six months later, Britain is declared safe and he is reunited with his kids, played often convincingly by Mackintosh Muggleton and Imogen Poots. What follows isn't very close to that of a regular Zombie film, but in the best of ways possible. What we get instead is some of the grittiness that makes this series stand out, and plot twists that will shock you. The quiet moments that hogged the prequel are less frequent in this installment, and will mostly leave you nervous, awaiting the next sequence.
As I said before, the effects are amazing, from the zombies [Though they're never referred to as such] to the explosions, it's all a big step up from the original, and while some may worry that the film becomes too americanised, you need not fear. It retains the same feel even with the extra cash flying around on screen. There is emotion, and tension, and fear, and you'll find this movie flies by and at 100 minutes, it's quite an achievement. Overall, definitely something you should see, but maybe not best for you if you're not a zombie fanatic.
I wholeheartedly retain the right to alter this review as I see fit, as I'm quite tired now and my writing suffers because of it, but tomorrow daytime is revision time so no blogging then!
Also, while I'm leaving you a bit short on the end comments I promised you, here's a brilliant picture I think you will like. It's hot of the press, a ticket for a comedy film about a heavily pregnant lady. One of those things that made me smile when I saw it :)
And thats it folks, show's over, no refunds, no autographs, just get on out of here. I'll see you next time, on Who Wants- wrong show. Goodnight!
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