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The more things change during a pandemic, the more they stay the same. Just ask Rip Van Twentysomething, who awakes from a vehicle-accident coma to find England has become a cross between “The Hunger Games,” “The Walking Dead” and “The Twilight Zone.” In the well-crafted “28 Days Later” (2003), the isles have been overtaken by an infectious disease released from a research lab. There’s been a sort-of evacuation due to sort-of zombies, but there’s some uninfected castaways like Cillian Murphy, who picked the wrong day to leave an empty hospital. Survivalist hijinks ensue, with a healthy serving of moral dilemmas.

Two thirds of the way through “Collateral Beauty” (2016) I was starting to wear down. The story, about a man (not) coping with his daughter’s death, was work. But I hung in there. This deep dive of a film let me up enough to see the surface, even if I couldn’t take a breath just yet. I thought I had the plot twist figured out. I was (almost) right. I didn’t go away happy, but at least I wasn’t sad. This kind of film is OK, once in a while. The cinematic world can’t be all superheroes and fart jokes.