28 Years Later: The Bone Temple

Full review: https://movieswetextedabout.com/28-years-later-the-bone-temple-movie-review-how-ralph-fiennes-turns-the-grotesque-into-high-art/

Rating: A-

"28 Years Later: The Bone Temple asserts itself as an audacious triumph that revitalizes the saga with unexpected ferocity, balancing the franchise’s most repulsive graphic horror with biting narrative intelligence. Elevated by magnetic performances — especially by Ralph Fiennes — and dazzling cinematography that transforms the grotesque into art, the movie is both a spectacle of blood and a deep thematic study on memory and survival that leaves us with the unsettling certainty that, in this new world, evolution is the only alternative to extinction."

I don’t often walk out of a theater with the only thought on my mind being ‘that was so good’ but here we are.

I struggle to care for the messages in most zombie flicks (I know, the rage is different than the undead), but this blossoms into something so rich and so nuanced that I was smiling from ear to ear as we dive into how humans cope with the world and how their perspectives manhandle their approach to survival.

It’s fucking nuts, it’s a fucking treat. Thank you Nia DaCosta, thank you Ralph Fiennes, thank you Jack O’Connell. HOWZAT?!

The original 28 days later is one of my favorite movies ever so I literally counted the days for painful 18 years since 28 weeks later until the new trilogy was finally announced.

The first 28 years later was a bit of disappointment for me, but the bone temple is all I waited for those many years!

The movie follows 2 core of characters where they left off the last movie. Spike now is forced to do increasingly insane things as part of Jimmy's satanic cult, while doctor Ian experiments with the Alpha zombie after he displays some reasoning capabilities like a stronger version of "Bub" from the "Day of the dead".

The characters paths eventually intersect leading to deadly consequences in this movie packed with action. Impeccable acting, graphic but not exaggerated gore, realistic yet surprising plot, and iconic scenes make this one of the best ever zombie movies, tho this one focuses a bit more on the damage people can cause rather than the zombies.

The year is just starting but I have already watched the best movie of 2026, And what a way to end this movie, can't wait for the third installment. What a time to be alive!

Ps: make sure you watched the previous 28 years later movie and at least the last 20min of 28 days later.

"That was some gory !@#$. Holy !@#$! Is it safe to open me eyes?"

**SPOILERS AHEAD!**

I was hesitant to watch this after the previous installment, but I saw Ralph Fiennes in the promo images and figured "I like Ralph Fiennes, and I liked the doctor from the previous movie, so why not?"

The best three things from "28 Years Later" take center stage in "The Bone Temple": The doctor, the "Howzats", and "Samson's" big !@#$in' d***. For a hot minute, I thougth the dad had returned, but thank !@#$, no he didn't. I don't need to ever return to dad, thanks.

There's a lot of gore. Brace yourself.

Also, there are no !@#$in' "Boots" or medieval bull!@#$ to be seen or heard! Cheers!

I'm looking forward to the next one.

P.S. Where it comes to representation... I want to say that I feel like Satanism gets the short end of the stick constantly, but I have to remind myself that there are, in fact, lunatics who do worship devils and call themselves Satanists, the same way that there are lunatics who convince themselves that their devil is a benevolent god, and call themselves Christians, Catholics, and Muslims, etc.

Is all the !@#$in' same, innit? Look around, and try to convince me it ain't.

I'm not quite as taken with "28 Years Later: The Bone Temple" as I was with its immediate predecessor.

The considered, intelligent, insightful aspects of this film, embodied in Ralph Fiennes's Dr Ian Kelson character, are undermined with the re-introduction of the stabby satanic fashion refugees from the closing scenes of the last film. I was critical of their rather ridiculous Clockwork Orange-at-the-end-of-the-world-style antics and remain so.

Their oftentimes moronic presence drags this film down, reducing it to an often grotesque farce on more than one occasion. The "we're all Jimmy" line is reminiscent of "we're Negan" from The Walking Dead, minus the gritty gravitas.

In summary, not a bad film but not a great one either. Sophisticated elements, diluted to often mild stupidity by the almost cartoonish presence, of the oddball fashion extras, with a satanic infatuation.

With “Spike” (Alfie Williams) now a captive of “Sir Jimmy” (Jack O’Connell) and his other “Jimmies”, you wouldn't give much for his chances of survival. Terrified and hopelessly out-knived he must face a duel to survive, but even if he wins what awaits him under the control of this megalomaniac who considers himself the direct heir of Satan himself? Meantime, the iodine-coated “Kelson” (Ralph Fiennes) is venturing from his Nissen hut under the ground long enough to try to experiment on the violent alpha whom he names “Samson” (Chi Lewis-Parry). He establishes quickly that morphine will becalm this mighty Jason Momoa lookalike, but what if he tries a cocktail of medication on him? Might he be able to impact on the psychotic behaviour of those infected? Oddly enough, the most psychotic of all in this world is “Sir Jimmy” and when he espies the two talking amongst his towers of bones, he convinces his disciples that “Kelson” is none other than “Old Nick” himself and so a meeting with daddy looms large. Now I did feel that the story of “Spike” was rather lost here. Although we do follow him and get a sense of the fear in which he lives, that storyline’s emphasis shifts more onto the shoulders of the startlingly effective O’Connell whose characterisation mixes intellect with violence so effectively as to get under your fingernails. When we get to Fiennes we get an altogether more humanist thread, peppered by a fair chunk of Duran Duran’s back catalogue, before a rutting of devilish proportions leaves us with a conclusion straight out of Saint-Saëns that could go just about any way you could imagine. Fiennes, in these last fifteen minutes, is at the top of his game and his performance here shows again his huge versatility. This is a great looking take on a dystopia devoid of technology and ruins, but high on humanity’s capabilities for brutality and love, and it’s really well worth a cinema visit.

This was everything I wanted the first one to be.

Doc. Samson.

I have talked ill of mid-film song and dance performances. This exquisite morsel of a film won me over. My 16 year old satanist self was losing his little mind in there. Not even a film. But this bit is.

Certainly not the awkward, clunky garbage bits we have to deal with as we get close to Maiden.

King Jim and his gang is a good idea. Lots of cool things to spitball around the table. Hard to execute. But less speeches and more slicey dicey zombie time. I'm not buying what he's selling, apparently they aren't either so...why exactly do they go through the process of flaying people alive? It is stated that it's better to be they flayer than the flayee but the pre-flayees should be ready. 28 years of experience. Don't walk in the forest, sleeping is fine and don't trust strangers.