It’s mindless and flawed. But as a movie selling on sexy lethalness, Resident Evil: The Final Chapter delivers.
Alice awakens in the ruined White House after being betrayed by Wesker again. The Red Queen then appears and tells her to return to the Hive in Raccoon City. On arrival, Alice discovers a small group of survivors, amongst which is Claire Redfield. After delaying an attack led by Issacs, the group infiltrates the Hive. Within, they discover the full story behind the T-Virus, and Alice’s real identity.
I’ve never played any Resident Evil game. That, I dare to say, is the one and only reason why I’ve always enjoyed the movies. For me, the Resident Evil world is Project Alice and T Virus. Not Chris or Jill or Leon or someone else. I go into the movies to see Alice i.e. the ever gorgeous Milla Jovovich kick ass. She never disappoints, not remotely. I leave the cinema wishing I’m one of those undeads she …
Excuse me, I got distracted.
What I’m saying is, the movies work for me, as action flicks, that is. It’s the same for Resident Evil: The Final Chapter, and I would even say this supposedly last instalment is a small cut above recent predecessors, because it puts an end to a story that’s honestly starting to feel old. Having said that, let me state that I’m not oblivious to the many flaws Final Chapter has. There are abundant WTF moments, and god devices just keeps popping up every other scene. (Ammo waiting for you in a corridor, like in a game. Yeah …) But come on, who watches a movie like this for plot? It’s all about gory and sexy lethalness. In these areas, the movie delivers, in my opinion. Predictably, maybe. But nonetheless, still enjoyable.
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