28 Weeks Later does exactly what it says on the tin (or the poster, in this case). It’s bigger, gorier, more violent, more action-packed, though not necessarily better than the original. There’s some fantastic imagery — the napalming of Docklands, the night vision sequence on the Underground, the helicopter splatter scene — but I’d have liked some more character development. And a little more humour. And the odd respite from the chaos and carnage that the first film had. I felt like I was on a blood-splattered rollercoaster ride. And I mean that in a good way.