Resident Evil: Afterlife takes a turn for the worst and escalates to the ridiculous.

Rating: 4/10 (24 February 2018)

Someone give me a defibrillator! We need to turn this undead franchise back to life before my mind melts. Oh no wait, too late. This chapter famously turned the series into an action franchise. Who's to blame? Paul W.S. Anderson. Oh God, even his name just boils my blood. Alice believes she might just be the only survivor left, where she journeys to Arcadia to which has been broadcasting a signal out. Not is all as she hoped for, and soon flies back. Fuel is low, lands near a group of survivors, try to survive until the final act which teases the next film. We've seen it three times before, the exact same formula. Who thought a fourth time would be clever? Paul W.S. Anderson. Who was behind the genius idea of making nearly every scene part of a noticeable green screen and flood them with horrendous visual effects? Paul W.S. Anderson. Which mortal being conjured up the idea of writing a lifeless script, populating it with bland characters and dull dialogue? Well...quite a few screenwriters, but in this case Paul W.S. Anderson. Who is to blame for my sanity dissipating as I write this review? Paul W.S. Anderson. Words cannot describe how much of an amateur I think he is. Who keeps giving him money!? Stop it! Now! He is so obsessed with showcasing his wife in badass stunts, that he neglects everything else. Granted, Jovovich has fully evolved into the action star she's been progressing on and there are some enjoyable scenes, like the boss battle with the Executioner. But sweet Jesus Anderson just loves himself. I just laugh at how creative he tries to be with the camera, and it flops every time. "Oh I know, let's put the camera behind those trees...yeah, that'll look sexy!". Almost every element to this film looked cheap and lazy. The obvious wire stunts, the atrocious CGI, the gimmicky 3D abominations and the convoluted story to which I now don't care. Characters that you think are dead...aren't dead. I just...don't care. Eff you Anderson, Eff you!