The Crazies

It is a truth that becomes more and more evident the more "infection films" I go through. This truth: the first twenty minutes are interesting, and everything after that blows. For, with an infection movie it is the characters that are set up at the beginning, the town, and the filmmaker's personal flare that interests the audience within the first twenty minutes. But after you've run out of things to say about that, the "infection film" becomes like every single one before it. The most frustrating thing about this is that what is supposed to be thrilling becomes boring due to its predictability. Consider the original version of The Crazies (which was remade into absolute trash in 2010). Although the film has George A. Romero behind the camera, it cannot help but deviate into the realm of predictability. The only thing unique about the film is its sadistic nature. Every character is a killer or an asshole. The story revolves around two separate storylines. The first is concerned with a group of military commanders who are attempting to contain a town that has been infected with a biological weapon that turns everyone raving. The second is concerned with a group of possibly unaffected locals who are fleeing from the de-personified soldiers. I say de-personified because the director has attired them in creepy gas masks (so that we don't care when they die). The Crazies is no fun. It's stupid, hopeless, and predictable (so that you can see the further pain before you have to endure it). If only I would have seen the shittiness coming...
The Crazies: ★★