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Manu DíezCámara:
Pablo RossoReparto:
Manuela Velasco, Ferran Terraza, Pablo Rosso, Àlex Batllori, Javier Botet, Jonathan D. Mellor, Clàudia Silva, Ariel Casas, Nico Baixas, Andrea Ros (más)Streaming (3)
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Han pasado 15 minutos desde que se terminaron las baterías de la cámara de televisión. Han pasado 15 minutos desde las últimas imágenes grabadas para el programa "Mientras usted duerme" en el interior del edificio infectado. Fuera, una multitud curiosa se congrega tras el área acordonada por las fuerzas especiales. Los equipos de televisión presionan para saber qué demonios está pasando. (Filmax)
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La primera escaló la tensión gradualmente, desde el cero puro hasta un trance de terror del 100 por ciento, en el que se ca*aban incluso los espectadores más duros. La segunda sigue la primera tan continuamente que las películas podrían unirse en un todo. Comienza en el sesenta y se mantiene allí hasta el final que es de ochenta. No intente identificarse con los personajes, es una película de acción divertida, llena de tiroteos en 3D, de demonios corriendo, humor cínico, cámara a veces demasiado agitada y de vez en cuando hay un comportamiento bastante extraño de los personajes, de los cuales incluso los propios cineastas se burlaban un poco. Se nota que la película fue hecha solo por el éxito de la primera, pero al mismo tiempo conserva grandes marcas de los cineastas y trabaja con eventos anteriores de tal manera que no enfada ni decepciona a los fans. Su único objetivo es entretener bien al espectador. De hecho, es un movimiento similar de la película de terror seria a la masacre de acción como en las dos primeras películas de “of the Dead" de Romero o “Evil Dead" de Raimi. Plaza y Balagueró están en el lugar correcto e hicieron bien de no intentar superar la primera. Doy las cuatro estrellas por las marcas registradas mencionadas (en manos de directores nuevos, el guión no llegaría ni a tres estrellas) y ya espero con ansias el apocalipsis en la tercera. Quizás con Plaza y Balagueró.
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Have you ever seen a baseball player during a baseball game? I mean the moment when he attentively watches the pitcher's movement, carefully prepares the bat, and calculates every fraction of a second of his decisive hit - to place the ball, zooming at a terrifying speed, right in your crotch. That's the feeling I had after a few shots of this horror spectacle, which film fans honored on FilmBooster. Not only that but in the following minutes, it seemed that the batter, frustrated by an unsuccessful hit, ran toward me with the bat in hand and delivered a series of painful blows to my most sensitive areas. I have no words for what happened on the television screen - well, no decent words. The expressions that come to mind are usually used when a hammer falls on my little finger or when my foot slides into dog excrement. The absence of any logic in the film characters. A screenplay that could have only been created as a joke or a cruel trick by filmmakers on the audience. A police commando, to be sent on an extremely important mission that reeks of a huge disaster, consists of members whose stupidity surpasses all limits, they must have been cast in a global casting call. The inhabitants of the house affected by the epidemic scream, wildly swing their arms, and without exception, do the last thing that would come to mind when facing a real threat. The constant instructions to use cameras to document what is seen here lack any logic, although this doesn't matter because practically everything lacks logic here. However, this dreadful experience raises the question of how sane I was when I gave the first film a rating of 3 stars. I must have been slightly affected by dementia or influenced by some chemical. Such a decline in quality is not possible between two parts and practically the same crew. Overall impression: triple underscore zero.
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If it had been made in Hollywood, I think of how overseas scouts liquidate talent, but Balagueró and Plaza have clearly liquidated themselves. The main trump card of the first film, the nagging feeling that all it takes is a little religious insanity for a similar situation to arise, is demolished by a series of backward explanations that kick logic in the head and destroy all tension. This is helped by stereotypical police SWAT characters, an utterly moronic trio of teenagers, and one absolutely "WTF?!" resurrection. It wasn't boring (although the lack of longer "steady cams" hurts), but it pissed me off (after half an hour permanently), and that's worse. 1 ½ stars for the bloody details. The rest gets both middle fingers up!
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When I heard a spoiler some time ago about the acrobatics the creators had performed on the story of my favourite horror film, I began to feel quite scared. Unnecessarily so. Firstly, that information cannot be considered a spoiler (that the zombies aren’t zombies is revealed in the first few minutes). Secondly, the twist doesn’t feel at all forced, the events develop smoothly and the script as a whole feels well put together and purposeful, to the point that I’d be willing to believe the creators were counting on this sequel, even before making the first part. The last fifteen minutes of the first part made me feel deeply scared, which didn’t happen in the sequel (the adrenaline ride label is very accurate), but it still won me over thanks to its pace, the bloodiness, the more interesting plot (and its supernatural moments in particular) and the ending, which moves the story in a completely different direction. Looking back at it (initial fears notwithstanding), I’m glad that the creators weren’t afraid to change the subgenre of the sequel. We already had perfect zombie horror, now we have perfect action (censored) horror. In short, I enjoyed returning to that house in Barcelona and I’m looking forward to seeing it again.
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A bit weaker, though it goes at full throttle from the very beginning and immediately picks up the desperate and oppressive atmosphere from the end of the first part. The filmmakers obviously set out to kick the viewer's ass as much as possible, they made absolute morons of the main characters, driving them into bigger and bigger, more and more suspenseful and more and more disgusting shit, with blood splattering all over the place, one attack of bloodthirsty zombies followed by another, and heads blown off with shotguns being par for the course. Unfortunately, this spectacular and immensely entertaining ride is increasingly undermined by a stylistically mismanaged and nonsensical twist about Satan. If the directors had dropped it and stuck to the deadly virus and the zombies, I wouldn't hesitate to give it a full rating, because this film doesn't let up for a second and the spooky finale in the dark is once again perfect. It's a pity, but they just wanted to make the best possible starting point for the next sequel, the quality of which I already have big doubts about.
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