Codesmith

Life, Or Something Like It
2004-03-14 08:12:39 (UTC)

28 days

It's 216am. Cold and dark outside. No snow. Although, I am
sure the roads are iced up from the melting in the late
day.

Today, or.. rather yesterday, was a pretty alright day. I
did exactly nothing of what I had planned, and instead
spent the day vegging with my therapist. Well, I was
vegging. My therapist was working on the things I told her
to work on. She's improving. Well, slightly. She's still
having a little trouble concentrating on things, but I
suppose I'm pushing her too far to fast. The sort of
concentration I'm trying to get her to develop is actually
a little more advanced.

Originally, I wanted to her to come running with me and to
jog with a pack. But, ... considering how it's been quite
awhile since I last jogged.. let alone, with a pack, I
didn't think it was such a great idea. Plus, some of the
sidewalks here are still covered with snow from Friday and
Thursday. So I decided on the alternate plan. The more,
staying at home sort of plan.

I think I covered most of this already in the other two
recent entries, so I will stop with the describing and
move on to different things.

Despite my initial description of my day and how I implied
that it was nothing special ... there were a few things
that happened that absolutely made it a not so average
day. In fact, it sort of made it a pretty good day.

Andrea actually talked with me today, ... at first I was a
bit hesitant with whether or not she wanted to talk.. but
I think she does. I'm grateful that she would give me that
chance with her again, after I messed up. We had a pretty
amusing conversation about her friends and about things
like that. Actually, I can't quite remember what we talked
about. All I can remember is that I was quite happy. ...
and listening to music.

Beth also emailed me today, and said she was coming back
tomorrow. I feel bad that I haven't called her all that
time she was visiting her friend. But that's also kinda
the reason why I didn't call her... cause she was visiting
her friends. Although she did say it was quite alright to
do so, I think I'll hold back till another day where she's
not rapt up in things that require her attention. I mean
like, getting to visit your friends far away is kinda like
a uncommon opportunity and shouldn't really be peppered
with random calls from someone like myself. Well, I mean,
according to me. Your milage might vary.

So my therapist isn't here right now. I drove her home a
few hours ago actually, and she's suppose to come by
tomorrow again to continue with her lessons. I imagine
right now that she's trying to fall asleep after we
watched the most horrific of movies. Well alright, I
suppose 28 days was not the most horrific of all movies of
all times. But it's high up there. For an obvious style of
horror, with the monsters and blood and stuff like that...
it does surprisingly well. Although I am not really fond
of obvious sorts of terror, but more on the level of H.P
Lovecraft style of horror, which places the audience under
a more sort of psychological duress. Sure there are
monsters in Lovecraftian literature, but they're used in
an almost different kind of way.

..So now I'm just listening to German rap.

It actually sounds pretty cool. German language to
American ears sounds kinda harsh and military. Which is
kinda interesting because Alisha has told me that English
sounds kinda harsh and military when heard by German ears.

So I guess I wanted to write about 28 days a bit, and I
think I'll turn in to bed. It's almost 3 in the morning
here.

So basically the movie is about how this virus gets spread
into the population of Britain and it turns it's victims
into mindless raving lunatics, with only one sort of
desire on their mind... to kill.

These animal rights activist break into an Animal Testing
lab in Cambridge and they start freeing these monkeys in a
top secret lab. Well the problem is that unbeknowst to the
activists, the monkeys they are freeing are infected with
the virus. The lab technician tries to stop them, but he
gets infected and then I just imagine that as the
activists start getting turned into the "infected" they
start spreading it to people and other people till it
starts to spread like wildfire throughout the whole
British Isle.

So basically, the protagonist of the story is this mail
courier who was in a coma while this whole thing took
place and then wakes up to find himself in a completely
abandoned hospital. He starts wandering the streets of
London and he notices that there is absolutely no one
anywhere. Well he does kinda run into some people at the
local church. He finds this whole pile of dead bodies just
rotting on the church floor, and then suddenly some of
them kind of spring up awake as if they were just sleeping
among the dead bodies. And then they start chasing him.

So that's pretty much the start of the whole movie. The
protagonist meets up with some people who are not infected
and as they try to survive post-Virus Britain, we start to
see the rather inhumanity of humans in the survivors as
they try their best to live. Well actually we don't really
see that towards the end of the movie when the survivors
reach Manchester... which is apparently 27 km away from
London. Well I don't know. I've never been there.

So basically, when they meet up with more survivors, there
is this kind of weird sort of power struggle going on.
Where the new survivors in the form of a rag tag unit of
soldiers, are trying to rebuild civilization by sending
out a broadcast to everyone to come to his position. Well
all he really wants are women and more able bodied men so
that he can make himself a new little tribe or something.
A tribe with guns it seems.

Well it was a pretty good movie, but the plot holes are
absolutely horrible. Like since everyone has become a
raving lunatic how come they don't attack each other? As
one person said it best,

"Why don't the infected attack each other? They act almost
like a team. A really disorganized team, but they seem to
attack in swarms. This is some virus. It makes you go
completely berserk, so berserk that you don't eat, wipe
your ass, or anything else but try to kill everyone else
but you also will loosely work with anyone else that
doesn't eat, wipe their ass or anything else!"

Ya that kind of sums it up for me.

I kinda wonder how it is they were able to distinguish one
from the other? I mean, if I just looked really crazed and
just never shaved or brushed or cleaned myself, would the
other crazies just pass me by? Curious.

Well I wanted to say more.. I mean, not about the movie I
think I'm done with the movie. But I find that I'm kinda
exhausted right now. So I will just finish this here, and
try to turn in.

Thanks Andrea, you made me feel alot better, as silly as
that sounds.

Oh, that kind of reminds me. I did want to talk about the
movie, but not in that way. I think tomorrow, I'm going to
talk about fear, and what causes fear. I




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