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Before going to see I Am Legend, I felt guilty about not having read the classic book by Richard Matheson first. After seeing I Am Legend, I felt the same exact way. No, I felt more so.
Why?
I genuinely liked the heart of the movie. Robert Neville (Will Smith), a soldier-doctor and former family man, has a day-to-day life that’s pretty darn fascinating: surviving in a post-apocalyptic world ridden with humans that have been infected with a virus making them rather vampire-like. An alpha male from this swarm of former humans ends up being royally ticked-off when Neville takes his alpha female. Action and heartbreak ensue. So, of course, issues about what humanity actually is surface in the film. How humane can you be if you’ve been alone for a considerable amount of time considering humans are intensely social creatures? Can you be more humane than not while being a scientist who repeatedly kills his kinda-human test subjects? And can you be humane if you’re not a veritable human? I liked these questions and I liked the ways the film was touching on them.
What I did not dig were all the popular audience concessions made in telling this thoughtful story. For instance, instead of letting Neville’s face show sorrow or past trauma, the filmmakers went right into hackneyed flash back after flashback. This technique, as well as some unsubtle dialogue lines, only served to grate on my nerves as it offended my intelligence. And funnily enough, these pop audience concessions had a negative effect on the audience members as they actually started sighing at the flashbacks and responding out loud to the blunt bits of dialogue.
In the end, there were people who booed loudly, but I felt I’d seen a rich, if flawed, movie. So yeah, I’m going to read the book as soon as I get the chance.