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Legend of the last

It all comes down to Will power
By PETER KEOUGH  |  December 12, 2007
3.0 3.0 Stars


VIDEO: The trailer for I Am Legend

I Am Legend | Directed by Francis Lawrence | Written by Mark Protosevich and Akiva Goldstein based on the novel by Richard Matheson | With Will Smith, Alice Braga, Charlie Tahan, Salli Richardson and Willow Smith | Warner Bros. | 101 minutes

Last man standing: Once a cautionary tale about human folly, has the doomsday myth become just more fun and games? By Peter Keough

They all start the same way, it seems. News broadcasts — in this case a scientist claiming to have cured cancer by reprogramming. Didn’t anyone say hubris? Next, the “three years later” title card, after the resultant plague has killed 90 percent of the human race and divided the survivors into photophobic cannibalistic zombies and the untainted humans who are their prey. Then, my favorite part, the inevitable montage of deserted cityscapes that look like the end of Michelangelo Antonioni’s L’eclisse except with abandoned cars and weed-cracked pavement and herds of deer sprinting through Times Square. The prospect isn’t so much horrifying as serene: how peaceful New York City would be if nobody lived there and it gracefully settled back into nature.

And there are no corpses in these opening images, as those who’ve seen the two previous adaptations of Robert Matheson’s 1954 novel I Am Legend (1964’s The Last Man on Earth and 1971’s The Omega Man) might expect. This is no graphic shoot-’em-up but an intelligent, if sometimes sentimental, exploration of human decency and responsibility that ponders the limits of rationality and faith. Not that there aren’t plenty of explosions and wrenching escapes and a dog who might be my favorite animal character of the year. Francis Lawrence (who would have thought that the director of Constantine had it in him?) knows his audience has certain needs, and he accommodates them, for the most part (CGI reduces the zombies to targets in a video game), without compromising the film’s, or its hero’s, dignity.

What’s different in this version is that Robert Neville (Will Smith in a performance as compelling as that in The Pursuit of Happyness), an Army scientist immune to the disease, isn’t trying to exterminate the zombies, he’s trying to cure them. As shown in flashbacks, he’s lost his wife and daughter in the chaos of evacuation from Manhattan’s “Ground Zero.” (FEMA apparently hasn’t learned much since Katrina.) Now he’s determined to “fix it,” find an antidote and undo the disaster that befell his watch.

So he traps specimens, takes them back to his lab, and injects them with his latest serum, invariably with fatal results. Meanwhile, he observes that the zombies have grown completely feral. “Typical human behavior,” he observes in his video diary, “is now entirely absent.” Not entirely, as it turns out. As he watches them, they watch him, imitating his tactics and ploys. You wonder whether they’re not victims but adaptations, a mutation that threatens to supplant the species from which they sprang.

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