REVIEW: ‘28 Years Later’ deftly revives a franchise of the undead
Among its many other attributes, “28 Years Later” is a reminder of why Ralph Fiennes is a cultural object to be treasured. Rarely bothering with lead roles, the actor prefers instead to airdrop into films as a politely strange supporting presence, radiating intelligent lunacy tinged with regret. In Danny Boyle’s new movie – a jump-start to a dormant franchise and the first in a new trilogy – Fiennes appears midway through, dyed yellow with iodine and apologetic about the tower of skulls in his backyard. And he’s one of the movie’s good guys.
