If there are no feelings held towards the main character, whether it’s a fully blown action film or not, how can it possibly expect sadness to be felt for side characters we don’t even know the name of?
It is clear that in 2017, film makers setting out to create action movies are of the opinion that a good fight sequence needs violently cut visuals with little to nothing happening within them, to create a great shot. A camera chopping and changing angles to create a sense of battle and fight. I for one am fed up of action films replacing fight choreography with edited camera shots.
It’s absolutely ridiculous. Throughout Resident Evil: The Final Chapter, the film is cut so quickly and lazily all it ends up as is a hash of images and violence that doesn’t mean anything.
Resident Evil: The Final Chapter is the 6th instalment of the film franchise based on the original series of computer games. It follows Alice Marcus (Mila Jovovich) as she descends into the headquarters of the Umbrella Corporation in search of an antidote to the T-Virus, a toxin which has turned the world into an army of zombies.
Without wanting to sound repetitive, without wanting to sound repetitive, it needs to be made clear that this film is horrendously made from bottom to top. The whole story line is on an endless loop:
Milla Jovovish gets into a pickle:
(Is she going to die? Obviously not. Does she die? No. Repeat)
There is never enough peril or genuine fear that she might lose her life. Besides, even if she did die there isn’t a great deal of content within the picture acting as a handle to latch some compassion on to. If there are no feelings held towards the main character, whether it’s a fully blown action film or not, how can it possibly expect sadness to be felt for side characters we don’t even know the name of?
Iain Glen returns to the series and clearly he is still taking notes from Jeremy Irons’ ‘Book Of Villainous Faces Without Actually Being Villainous’ and this is without his ridiculous story line playing out. In one scene he has a contact lens that allows him to predict the probability of his death. There’s three options and they lie around the 10%, 20% and 30% marks. His computer then tells him is probability of living is 100%. Not to be nitpicking, but it’s more like a 20% chance of death. More like 100% chance of this film being laughable. There’s a difference between suspending belief for a film and a film not following the laws of common sense.
Resident Evil: The Final Chapter is full of too many actors thinking a hushed voice makes them sound important and an uninterrupted sense that making this film was the right idea. Let’s hope they never make Resident Evil: Epilogue.