I hate this bug.
Come on Casey, you have to love its simplicity. It’s one billionth our size, and it’s beating us.
Wolfgang Petersen doesn’t really do nuance. This look at a viral outbreak in the USA is slathered so heavily in military bombast, ratatat snare drums and goddamn helicopter chases, it feels more like an action movie than the medical thriller I remembered it as. The sequences of the virus spreading are kind of laughable, the dialogue is extremely on the nose, and Hoffman, Freeman and Sutherland don’t really do anything to make it any better.
The film does have its charms, though. Personally, I found it especially enjoyable watching Kevin Spacey hemorrhaging blood from his eyeballs. Rene Russo also is very good in this. And the monkey acting is just aces. Don’t expect high drama or any particular insight into our coronaviral future, but this is good enough for a Mild Recommend.
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