Doomsday

Doomsday [2008]

Director: Neil Marshall
Actor: Rhona Mitra, Bob Hoskins, Alexander Siddig, Malcolm McDowell, David O’Hara

What can I say about Doomsday? It’s British and it’s good, reminiscent of Dog Soldiers, but only in terms of Britishness and quality. It’s kind of what 28 Weeks Later should’ve been, but wasn’t, a post-apocalyptic urban jungle with Mad Maxian brutality.

Early 21st century a disease breaks out in Glasgow, Scotland and spreads rapidly across the Scottish peninsula. The old roman wall between Scotland and England is once again erected, only this time a lot higher. Scotland is isolated and the disease contained. Sort of. 2035 rolls around and the facist English government is confronted by a starting epidemic. They decide to send a team of military specialists and scientists over the wall. You see, for three years, orbital sattelites have been taking pictures of people in the streets of Glasgow, survivors where before there were none. The team under the leadership of Marjor Eden Sinclair (Mitra) is sent to Glasgow to find Kane (MacDowell), a scientist and arguably the person with the most knowledge of the disease before the quarantine. If Kane is still alive, it’s likely that he has figured out a cure. The team finds survivors, a lot of them, but all of them are Mad Maxian savages with a thirst for violence.

It’s a good, very well-produced movie. It’s not Oscar material, but it’s a solid one.

Back To Work

I went back to work today, probably way too soon considering how tired and mentally drained I still feel, but I’m hoping that getting into somewhat of a routine is going to do me well. I’m currently almost done battling my way through tons of e-mail and as I do so my todo list is growing and growing.

I’m spending a lot of time in Hoorn, which is good. My sister is kind of coming down from all the excitement of the last few weeks (as am I) and I can start to see the cracks appear in her armour. We’ve started throwing things out and packing things up. Of course, her conservative approach to throwing things out is bugging me a bit, but I’m keeping in mind that it’s not really my stuff we’ll be moving and I’m trying to bite my tongue whenever she decides to pack something up she hasn’t seen in a dog’s age rather than just binning it.

Going to work from Hoorn by train brought back some tiring memories. For anyone of you who wants an accurate (and hilarious) description of what a morning rush hour train-ride from Hoorn to Amsterdam is like, I suggest you go and talk to Sam, who has nothing but love for that stretch of railway and the people that travel it. :)

Everything that has happened over the last few weeks has thrown my body off a bit. I’ve been sleeping poorly, eating poorly and generally getting next to no real exercise. Not feeling so great in that regard. I’m sure my immunity is low right now and I feel something pushing against it, so I’m hoping that by injecting a little bit of mundanity into my life I’ll be able to hold off whatever’s bugging me. (!)

[Edit]
This makes me miss Forkie! :)

[Edit 2]
Got my phonebill for this month: 463,41 euro. Ouch.