I like these stupid Resident Evil movies. While they’re ultra-modern action flicks that pulse with techno music and CGI effects all over the place, they also hearken back to the 80s, when ANY action movie that wasn’t kids stuff was R-rated and body parts could start flying at any moment. Here, they’ve replaced the Schwarzeneggers and Stallones of the Reagan years with a hot chick. I’ll take it. A good $17 million of the budgets of these things seems to go straight toward making Milla Jovovich look amazing as she faces off against legions of gurgling zombies and does crazy kung fu moves in mid-air.
So, in this one she quickly kills off (or does she?) the leader of the evil corporation that created the flesh-eating zombies that have taken over the world and then heads off to a purported zombie-free sanctuary. Along the way, she stops to help a group of survivors and then ends up trapped in an abandoned prison with some showbiz types that include a basketball star, a model and a slimy movie producer. Meanwhile, a whole city’s worth of zombies thrash and moan outside against the walls.
Do the zombies eventually break through? Of course.
Does Milla Jovovich break a sweat while fighting off dozens of them at a time? Nope.
Do we get more zombie dogs? Now WHY would they do that? They already did that in the other movies. Isn’t that getting old by now? (Okay, yes, there are zombie dogs.)
Does the ending set up another sequel? Yep.
Will I see the sequel? You bet.