With apologies to any reviewer who's already made this point. Ewan McGregor was on fine form. But the main reason for watching this was because I stumbled upon it whilst searching for a song I heard in a fashion store and couldn't identify. I know I'll hear the song again, but it seems I was fated to see this movie, which I might have otherwise overlooked.
Comparisons have been made with Contagion. But my advice is to forget that and view this movie for the little gem that it is: a big movie on a small screen. For Killing fans, and anybody interested in all things Danish, the script was written by Kim Fupz Aakeson, who co-wrote Prague, which starred Mads Mikkelsen, brother of Lars, "Troels Hartmann".
I deliberated over the five star rating because some of it was a bit irritating. The opening scene where randy cook, Michael, played by McGregor, announces to his bedmate that he prefers sleeping alone is confusing. I ended up winding back two or three times to convince myself that this wasn't Susan, the scientist, played by Eva Green, who in the next scene is moaning about being let down by a guy. I was watching this film with somebody, so it wasn't just me being thick, as the other person didn't get it to begin with either. Once we worked out this wasn't actually the end of the film being shown at the beginning and its remainder a flashback, the virus takes hold, and it all makes perfect sense, in a way.
If this were a degree, I'd have been granting it a 2:1 for those quibbles and then upgrading it to a First after the completed viewing. It ticks all the boxes for me: sci-fi, love, friendship, comedy, drama; everything that constitutes being human. It makes its point without ramming it down our throats. I would love to see more British films like this being made.