The critique of artistic production amidst the zombie apocalypse
I think there is no better scene in cinema which explicates the predicament of an artist, or indeed a scientist when faced by the philistinic denial and ignorance of a mob than the dramatic end of Robert Neville’s life in I am Legend, the 2007 post-apocalyptic zombie horror movie. The zombies having identified the house where Neville and his friends are holed up in , assault it en-masse. Isolating the group of survivors in the basement where the experiment to make a vaccine is underway. Neville, played by Will Smith, in a last desperate attempt to show the assaulting mob that he has a cure, displays one of their own, whom the vaccine has been administered to and who is indeed, beginning to appear human again i.e., her vital signs are stabilizing, her breathing is becoming normal etc. But of course, the mob still don’t get it. Resigning himself to the situation, the lead protagonist asks Anna and Ethan, the two survivors who were with him, to escape from the back - through the underground tunnel and drive till they find the place of safe haven advertised on the radio.