“All Bets Are Off”. Wow, not the tagline I would choose. That sounds like they are giving up on the franchise and just putting out whatever crap they can slap together. It’s a nod to Las Vegas, since that’s where the characters eventually end up, but it still doesn’t put forth a pleasant image. It undercuts the over-the-top but fun action film Resident Evil: Extinction provides.
This time around Alice gets a much nicer intro. Once again there is an apparently large time skip between films and most of the world is in ruin. Now Alice is on her own scavenging through a desert wasteland when she meets up with some old friends. Extinction was clearly chiefly inspired by Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior, but there are shades of Day of the Dead as well. The new setting keeps the series moving forward, foregoing another film with people trapped in a city. Most of the characters in the caravan are likable, including newcomer Ali Larter’s (Final Destination) take on Claire Redfield.
Alice is still ridiculously overpowered but she wasn’t going to get any less unbeatable than she was in the last film so at this point it’s better to just accept it for what it is. The highlight of the Resident Evil films are the MONSTERS, and I’m not talking zombies. The undead are just fodder in the background, taking a backseat to the MUTATED animals and “enhanced” humans. Extinction‘s “final boss” isn’t as interesting, or prominent for that matter, as Nemesis but he does have a pretty cool fight scene.
Resident Evil: Extinction gets the franchise back on track after the misstep of the previous film. Neither sequel captures the magic of the first movie and that might be due to original director Paul W.S. Anderson only returning in a writing capacity for subsequent films. I would definitely recommend Resident Evil: Extinction, but you should probably start with the other movies first so you know what the HELL is going on. With the way Extinction sets up its sequels, I don’t have much faith that they’ll be any good. Luckily, since I’m (currently) only reviewing the trilogy, I get to stop here.
4 masticating mandibles out of 5
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