Rent 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple (2026)

Heavy Metal Heresy in the Ruins of Britain - 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple review by griggs

Pop culture is dead; this is the archaeology. 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple picks up right after the previous film and feels less like “sequel duty” than a nasty, energised story about cults, power, and what we’ll call sacred when the rules evaporate.

Nia DaCosta keeps it punchy and playful without turning it into a lecture. It’s also properly funny — gallows humour that has you laughing, then clocking the chill underneath. Jack O’Connell turns Sir Lord Jimmy Crystal into a walking bad idea with a crown on it, and the Jimmy Savile influence is clearly baked into the character.

Then Ralph Fiennes shows up and plays it like he’s been dared by the apocalypse itself. The Iron Maiden “Number of the Beast” set-piece is deranged, brilliant, and weirdly exhilarating — a heavy-metal miracle with real menace underneath. If this trilogy’s about survival, it’s not just bodies that make it through. It’s the myths people use to rule.