We went out to T.G.I. Fridays last night as a precursor to our $20/person movie experience. Are we paying more and more to sit in a theater or is it just me being a tightwad?
As much as I enjoyed watching the Revlon model, Milla Jovovich, run around and obliterate the "undead" for a couple hours, I found this film to be utterly dissatisfying. Was it the James Bond-esque, cheesy lines that riddled the screen with the same pace as the automatic weapons conveniently available to each member of the living? Or was it the slow-motion, loud music effects as every drop of water is immortalized in all it's 3D glory as it outdoes the cast and the rest of the slobbering zombies? I know you have a new movie-making toy Mr. Anderson, but it doesn't make up for the forced one-liners and an unoriginal script. I understand that Alice (Jovovich) has trans mutated into the perfect being for fighting the undead, and I also understand the Umbrella Corporation has proven a worthy opponent in the last six films, but what was with the failed Matrix remake? Did you not remember that Agent Smith has the same sunglasses, facial expressions and get-up as your t-cell infested look-alike? If it weren't for the great soundtrack and the pretty lady sitting next to me, I might have passed out from sheer exhaustion.
Sometimes the best part of a movie is leaning over and giving my wife a kiss when I'm bored. Thank you Resident Evil for showering her with kisses last night.
Rating: 1 Chum
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