I Bet the Video Game Is (a) Cheaper and (b) More Fun

Rating: 3/10 (12 September 2010)

Resident Evil [4]: Afterlife (1:37, R, 3-D) — Science Fiction, 3rd string, sequel, OSIT feminists and cynics
It's a world of the near future, 4 years after a virus developed by the Umbrella Corporation turned almost all of humanity into zombies. Umbrella's bigwigs survive in high-tech underground bunkers, but they're not safe from the vengeful wrath of Alice (Milla Jovovich), a former experimental subject of theirs who has developed something akin to superpowers because they injected her with something that sends her T-cells into overdrive.
As this 4th installment of the franchise opens, multiple clones of Alice take out several platoons of Umbrella security goons (faceless in body armor and helmets) in a highly fortified lair under Tokyo, then she engages in some snarly repartee with Umbrella's head honcho before he blows the whole place up, taking out all of the clones in the process. Shortly thereafter, Alice gets hit with an injection that neutralizes her superhuman strength and speed. The same guy who did this could easily have used the opportunity to stick a knife instead of a needle into her throat, but that would have (a) made sense and (b) ended the movie after only about 20 minutes.
From there it's north to Alaska, where Alice collects Claire Redfield (Ali Larter), a fellow rebel from the previous movie, now living like a wild animal due to amnesia. The 2 of them fly south to Los Angeles, following the trail of the Arcadia, a supposed haven for plague survivors that never seems to stay put.
In LA, they get to battle more zombies, more Umbrella goons, a resentful opportunistic survivor or 2, and some gargantuan dude wearing a burlap bag over his head and wielding the world's largest meat tenderizer. Most of this action occurs in an abandoned maximum- security prison with an inexplicably large number of torches burning at all times in every room. Claire reunites with her brother Chris (Wentworth Miller), and they have a swell time wreaking havoc and carnage upon all comers.
Not much dialog here, nor much acting, but lots of stuff gets Blowed Up Real Good. Written and directed by Paul W. S. Anderson, so there's pretty much no one else to blame.