Another killer virus movie hits the screen. Directed by Neil Marshall who gave us a scary The Descent, it takes parts of every other sci-fi thriller involving lethal substances that we've all seen before.
The virus first attacks in 2008 in Scotland and the country is guaranteed to keep it from spreading. The villain, played by Malcolm McDowell, takes over a Scottish castle, where he gathers other survivors and makes himself their ruler, which he does with maniacal glee.
The virus is contained and is wiped out, until it rears its ugly head 27 years later in London. The powers that be send a team of armored-to-the teeth soldiers, headed by Sinclair (Rhona Mitra) to Scotland to search for a possible cure.
Dressed in the appropriate fashion for the job, i.e. skintight leather, Sinclair is ready for anything. The soldiers encounter a number of low life's along the way, including a bunch of crazed cannibals who torture and eat their prey.
Bob Hoskins as Sinclair's boss, yells orders a lot, but it's great to see him anyway.
Marshall incorporates a bit of Road Warrior and 28 Days Later, both much better than this blood-fest. The film isn't actually scary; it's sadistic and violent, just enough to make us cringe.