'' THE BONE TEMPLE '' FILM REVIEW SNIPPET

BONES OF CONTENTION : 28 years later The Bone Temple is a moronic dance between savagery and self-indulgence.

Starting exactly a beat after 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple is a sequel nobody should want, yet somehow everyone - that is, everyone who went to the cinema - received.

This continuation serves not as an exploration of the 28 Days Later world, but as a meandering sidestep. It is a moronic dance between savagery, which it has in abundance [ a head or two are ripped out, spines included ], and self-indulgence from the creative side.

The story we get could easily have been woven into 28 Years Later. Its ideas are smaller, stakes narrower, and the primary purpose seems largely to get people to pay for a misfire.

The shift in director does little to help Nia DaCosta [ who helmed Mr. Marvel, widely crowned as the harbinger of the Marvel Cinematic Universe's ruin ] is - what's the word I'm looking for - meh!

But then again, Danny Boyle [ 28 Days Later, Slumdog Millionaire ] was hardly at his best either when he helmed the previous film.

The story splits into two threads that developed at the end of the previous film. One follows Spike [Alfie Williams ], the youngster who ran away from his safe abode at the climax and is forcefully recruited into fingers, a cultish gang led by the delusional Sir Lord Jimmy Crystal [ Jack O' Connell ].

The other plot stays within the confines of the [ Bone Temple ] — a ghastly place bordering lush meadows, where skulls and bones are erected into a shrine-like tower.

Here, Dr Ian Kelson [ Ralph Fiennes, always fine ], in search of a cure, forms an uneasy bond with Samson (Chi Lewis-Parry), an infected Alpha zombie.

Sir Lord Jimmy Crystal is inspired by Sir James Wilson Vincent Savile, the disgraced BBC host, and therefore calls his entire brotherhood “Jimmy” — as in Jimmy Ink [ Erin Kellyman ], Jimmima [ Emma Laird ], Jimmy Fox [ Sam Locke ], Jimmy Snake [ Ghazi Al Ruffai ] and Jimmy Jones [ Maura Bird ].

Some are forced to act deranged, while others are already bonkers. Their mantra is extreme violence, entirely devoid of sense.

The World Students Society thanks Mohammad Kamran Jawaid.