Dir. Henry Hobson.
A farmer struggles to protect his infected daughter as she slowly turns into one of the undead, all the time trying to deal with the fact he may have to deal with her himself, as well as the seemingly gradual collapse of normal society.
GET TO DA CHOPPA!
Don’t expect any of that from Arnie in this film. This is his stab at actual acting. In fact, he never really raises his voice once and certainly never does the Arnie Shout. Instead, we get Arnie doing ‘broody’ and ‘sullen’ and generally not saying much at all.
Abigail Breslin, always good value in this reviewer’s opinion, is really good as the infected titular Maggie, Arnie’s daughter.
The filmmaking is pure indie here. Lots of close-ups and drawn out shots. In fact, I was heavily reminded of ‘Monsters’ when watching this for the first time just now.
That’s not to say there’s anything wrong with any of this. Arnie does his best and he’s more than passable at it, just not ‘stand out’ in any way. The film itself is very slowly paced and that might bore some people off of it, especially those expecting Arnie Does World War Z.
This is a film not about the apocalypse but rather one family’s attempt to deal with the very local ramifications of the apocalypse and, as such, there is very little in the way of explanation as to the source of the outbreak or the wider reaching effects of it.
I suppose, all in all, ‘Maggie’ is a good enough low budget zombie flick, (with very few zombies), made well and watchable, if not a little dull.
In 2015, a virus spread across America that causes a slow death then reanimates the bodies into cannibalistic killing machines.
At the same time, the virus has jumped to the crops, causing no further crops to grow. This in turn forces farmers to burn their fields in an effort to restart healthy crop growth.
A nationwide curfew is in effect in all the major cities, including Kansas City, with infected people being taken for treatment in hospitals. Those too far gone are removed to quarantine areas.
Many businesses have been abandoned as their owners succumb to the infection.
The United States Government announces it has the infection under control but, as of yet, has no cure.
City centres are, at night at least, devoid of life, save for military patrols. The streets are littered with crashed cars and street garbage and dust.
The post-apocalyptic world depicted in this indie film is a grim, low key affair. There is an overwhelming sense of despair and futility, as civilians and medical staff alike struggle to come to terms with the epidemic. People find it hard to deal with the fact that their infected loved ones only have a few weeks to live before they become a threat to others and may have to be destroyed and it is this particular region of emotion that this film explores.
Death toll: Unknown.