Resident Evil (2002)
Director and Writer: Paul W.S. Anderson
3 / 5 zedheads
Had you asked me to review Resident Evil back in 2002, I probably would have refused to do so. My general dislike for Resident Evil and its first sequel, Resident Evil: Apocalypse, was so great that I've never bothered to sit down and officially review them for The Zed Word - Zombie Blog or bother seeing any other movie in the series. So why begin now?
Well, after ten years, the series is still going strong with its fifth installment, Resident Evil: Retribution, due for a September release. I'm no longer the angry young man I once was, and it dawned on me that a decade-spanning series like Resident Evil deserves a fresh look. Therefore, I've decided to review and re-assess each Resident Evil film in chronological order leading up to the release of Resident Evil: Retribution. Perhaps I'll find that I've warmed up to these movies and maybe even find something to like.
To find out, I take my first steps down the rabbit hole to where it all began: Paul W.S. Anderson's RESIDENT EVIL.
|Welcome to the Gun Show|
How bad is it? Well, this mutagenic virus, which is transmitted through air or bodily-fluid contact, has the nasty ability to reanimate the dead as flesh-hungry monsters. In order to keep the virus from escaping, the Hive's artificial intelligence computer known as the Red Queen, decides to kill everyone in the compound and then seal up the whole facility. Unfortunately, a team of Umbrella commandos (including Michelle Rodriguez essentially playing herself) is dispatched to gain access to the Hive to find out what happened. For convoluted reasons, they must bring along two amnesiac Umbrella security operatives -- Alice (Milla Jovovich) and Spence (James Purefoy) -- as well as a local cop (Eric Mabius). Waiting for them deep in the Hive are hordes of the undead, large mutant creatures, and the revelation that some of our heroes are not what they seem to be.
|Licker? I hardly know her!|
|HAL's little sister|
|In Hollywood, zombies love head shots.|
|The Cutting Edge|
1.) Presumably, Spence knows how dangerous the T-virus is, yet he decides to unleash it into the air of the same compound he's now trying to escape from. Into the same air he's currently breathing. That would be like stealing two nuclear bombs and detonating one of them behind you before you're out of the blast radius. Stupid, suicidal, or both?
2.) If the T-virus is worth enough money for Spence to risk his life by backstabbing Umbrella to steal it, why waste such a valuable commodity by smashing it on the floor? Ostensibly, Spence could make even more money selling two samples of T-virus than selling just one. Spence has just deprived himself of millions of dollars but for what reason? Listen, I understand the desire to throw a big "FUCK YOU" to your job as you walk out, but this is ridiculous.
So, what's the final verdict on Resident Evil, ten years after its release? I certainly like it more today than I did when it first came out. I've forgiven it many of its superficial faults, but as you can tell by this review, I haven't forgiven its illogical premise and character motivations. In short, Resident Evil is an awkward bag of tricks that has more or less settled into a comfortable position.
Resident Evil may be the least offensive film in the franchise. Despite its faults, it has managed to break even as a perfectly adequate action movie with horror elements.