This is surely a casting coup to be jealous of. This works well with the international ensemble of incredible talent: Michael Caine's charming pot dealing hippie, feisty Julianne Moore, key role Claire-Hope Ashitey, the wonderful Pam Ferris, the increasingly busy, excellent Chiwetel Ejiofor, Danny Huston and writer/director/producer Peter Cullen (gloriously sadistic Syd) to name a few.
Occasionally baffled but far from stupid - Theo is essentially a reckless, underplayed action hero that doesn't jump at every opportunity to arm himself with a gun. Theo is never far from danger yet he struggles on with convincing dignity. It is also undoubtedly one of Owen's finest performances to date. Although the camera work and cinematography is nothing short of stunning the focus always with our protagonist, ensuring we're kept in the middle of the action throughout. Their lives are soon at risk from both government and revolutionaries. London office worker Theo (Clive Owen) is offered cash by a radical ex-girlfriend to escort a refugee (Claire-Hope Ashitey) to safety. It's 2027 and the world is close to annihilation because no child has been born in 18 years. The apocalypse arrives on film once again in a plot so simple it's horrifyingly believable. But Theo and Julian would always bring Dylan. But, you know, everything happens for a reason. So, why bother if life's going to make its own choices? You see, Theo's faith lost out to chance. And in 2008, along came the flu pandemic. He had little hands, little legs, little feet. But they were there because of what they believed in in the first place, their faith. Jasper: Yeah, there you go! Julian and Theo met among a million protestors in a rally by chance. You've got faith over here, right? And chance over there. Jasper: Strawberries? That's what it's called: Strawberry Cough! Jasper: Everything is a mythical, cosmic battle between faith and chance.
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