" Carlson - a small plump opinionated man , and besides, he can fly . On airplanes and helicopters can fly all , but Carlson is able to fly itself . He had only to press a button on the abdomen, as behind him immediately starts dodgy motor . For a minute , until the propeller does not spin up as follows Carlson standing still , but when the motor is in full score , Carlson soars skyward and flies , swaying slightly , with such an important and worthy , looking like any director - of course, if you can imagine Director with a propeller on his back. Carlson lives on the roof ... ".
«Карлсон - это маленький толстенький самоуверенный человечек, и к тому же он умеет летать. На самолетах и вертолетах летать могут все, а вот Карлсон умеет летать сам по себе. Стоит ему только нажать кнопку на животе, как у него за спиной тут же начинает работать хитроумный моторчик. С минуту, пока пропеллер не раскрутится как следует, Карлсон стоит неподвижно, но когда мотор заработает вовсю, Карлсон взмывает ввысь и летит, слегка покачиваясь, с таким важным и достойным видом, словно какой-нибудь директор, -- конечно, если можно себе представить директора с пропеллером за спиной. Карлсон живет на крыше…».
Post-apocalypse, a deadly virus that wiped humanity off the face of the Earth, everyone except the epic Will Smith - he is immune. Impressive productions, visual effects, drama, alienation, intrigue and acting - together form this magnificent project.
The director skillfully set the daily routine for this picture, and did not mix up the wonderful visual action with horror and action, the transition comes smoothly, the day gives way to night. And it is dark and full of horror ... If half the population of the planet died from the virus, the other part has become a zombie vampire, which rise to the surface with the onset of darkness. And in this agiotage there is a “golden mean” of the picture: in the afternoon beauty, peace, solitude; night fear, rebound from monsters and the instinct of self-preservation. Naturally, for the time being.
