By Alex Dymoke
Clearing out the stationary cupboard and recording vox-pops: the life of a journalism intern. Aspiring news anchor Donna Thompson (Kether Donohue) is thrilled when she is let out the office to test her reporting skills at the local Independence Day celebrations.
Everyone is having a lovely time until the competitive crab-eaters start simultaneously vomiting. Then, two-hundred swimmers rush from Chesapeake bay, their skin bursting with boils. It's clear Donna has stumbled across a massive story. Down at the Bay, she's about to be thrown in at the deep end.
People stagger around like zombies, vomiting blood while medical professionals struggle to reach a diagnostic consensus. Is it a fungal outbreak? A bacterial one? A faint whiff of conspiracy hangs in the air as the authorities fail to take hold of the situation.
The first half of The Bay is terrifically scary. But half-way through, it changes from a creepy horror to an environmental disaster movie.
The two don't sit very well together: in order for the anti-global warming message to be conveyed, the film has to be explicit
about the nature of the threat. It's most fun when we join the residents in their panic, not only scared but also perplexed at what
is going on.
On balance though, the ninety minutes fly by and there are enough frights to entertain horror fans as well as eco warriors. Just be
warned: you'll never look at a woodlouse in the same way again.