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Resident Evil
(Reviewed March 2, 2002)
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No exaggeration, I spent the last half of this movie with my fingers stuck in my ears because the remarkably bad score (by Marilyn Manson) was SO GODDAMNED HEAD-SPLITTINGLY LOUD! The movie itself is pretty much by-the-numbers shlock (it reminded me of a cross between last year's "John Carpenter's Ghosts of Mars" and the egregiously awful remake of "13 Ghosts"). Things start out okay, with very clean and video-game-like settings and some stylish direction. Also, star Milla Jovovich is excellent as the buff, beautiful and bemused amnesia victim who is not initially sure what her part is in the proceedings.
Then the dead start coming to life. Hoo, boy. Scenes of the mobile undead always, always, always look like a bunch of bad actors milling around, and this movie is no exception. Added to this is the fact that the amateurish and obvious score by the aforementioned Mr. M telegraphs absolutely everything that is supposed to be suspenseful or surprising with the equivalent of clumsy blows on the head. Or maybe I should say "blows on the side of the head." As in WHERE YOUR EARS ARE. GOOD GOD, THIS MOVIE IS LOUD! I SAID, "GOOD GOD, THIS MOVIE IS LOUD!" HELLO? AM I TALKING? I STILL CAN'T HEAR MYSELF THINK!
Take away the utterly witless score and the extras-in-bad-makeup, and this could have been a pretty cool movie. As it is: Game Over.
Back Row Grade: F
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