Contagion: directed Steven Soderbergh; written by Scott Z. Burns
I’m always impressed by films which manage to achieve a universal type significant despite the specificity of their issues. Oftentimes it’s literary adaptation, like how the house in Howards End is representative of more than just a house; or how the procedures at Lacuna in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind suggests repercussions for more than just our romantic lives. Contagion, though, with its deliberate nods to internal organisations it aspires to be a universally conscious drama. I’ve heard more than a few critics compare it to the prototypical disaster with its generally physicality toned down to something more cerebral. For me, though, Burns’ screenplay immediately intrigues me because of the science-fiction premise which could easily be a nod to a classic type of horror flick. Imagine the airborne disease replaced with a zombie virus and the movie’s fabric would change while curiously remaining the same.