Neville: My name is Robert Neville. I am a survivor living in New York City. I am broadcasting on all AM frequencies. I will be at the South Street Seaport everyday at mid-day, when the sun is highest in the sky. If you are out there… if anyone is out there… I can provide food, I can provide shelter, I can provide security. If there’s anybody out there… anybody… please. You are not alone.
Este comentário profundo diz tudo aquilo que é preciso ser dito sobre I Am Legend:
Was the movie bad? Not at at all, but it would have been more accurate to title it as Home Alone 4: WTF am I doing here?.from imdb.com
E porque motivo mim não ter gostado? Talvez isto explique alguma coisa:
We finally find ourselves with Neville, back against the wall, Zombie leader separated from Smith’s neck by a rapidly deteriorating inch of glass and I’m hoping the movie will be somehow salvaged with a great twist, a grim conclusion, or at worst, a convoluted piece of foreshadowing from the first twenty minutes of the movie being pulled out of the scriptwriters pie hole to be played out here. (I personally thought he could have awakened the zombie girl he was curing and seen if the reaction of the intelligent zombie would have caused a reaction, or if some communication could have been made between Neville and his antagonist who at this point we’ve come to realize is moderately intelligent). I’m an idiot for expecting anything but ‘yo, hide in the chimney while i blow myself up.’ Don’t even get me started on the Utopian Vermont safe-haven, seriously. You’re going to tell me 1 million zombies couldn’t overrun some 20 foot walls spanning what would approximate 2 miles of land? Christ. I could have written a better ending in 20 minutes on the back of a cocktail napkin.