I can’t help it, I’m somewhat of a scifi geek. I’m not a rabid fan of the genre or anything, but I do like a good cyborg or two. However, the only reason I went to see Resident Evil: Extinction was because it happened to be playing at the theater I went to — a drive in, but that’s a story for another time.

I never played the video game, Resident Evil, because dying in video games annoys the crap out of me.  Nor did I even know the premise behind the movie before I went to see it (though, to be honest, I still kinda don’t).  But, it seems to me, the third installment of the Resident Evil films looks a lot like Dawn of the Dead, which is not necessarily a bad thing. The plot line could read something like, “Zombie dudes teem the earth and only a band of extremely good-looking people are left to survive among them.” The zombieism in Resident Evil is contagious, not unlike the strain of zombie infection from “28 Weeks Later.” And, like every zombie movie made in the last 10 years, there is that token mofo who gets infected, starts to turn blue, but no one notices. Until it’s too late.

A lot of stupid things happen in this movie. Even though zombies have been killing off humans for 5 years, people in this movie feel pretty comfortable experimenting on them without any sort of protection, which inevitably goes awry. There are enormous plot holes (I mean, how many zombies can you stuff inside a trailer anyway?), unnecessarily evil people and an irrational amount of sand.  But the fact remains, this movie is (inexplicably) very enjoyable. In 1950s westerns, the bad guys wore black, in the future they wear dark sunglasses — even miles under the earth. I dig bad guys who aren’t afraid to flaunt their evilness by donning unnecessary fashion accessories.

Plot holes aside, this movie is shot well and, even though the dialog is pretty flat, the characters are compelling. Most likely because they are all so hot. And there is a lot of ass-kicking. I recommend this movie to anyone who likes movies about hot people who kick a little zombie ass every once in a while.

Taking out the trash, one zombie at a time.