Within the first 15 minutes of Resident Evil: Afterlife, an army of Milla Jovovich clones (it’s a long story) have ripped 500 bad guys to shreds and Tokyo has been reduced to a smoking crater. The action gets only more gonzo from there.
This time, inhumanly bad-ass Resident Evil heroine Alice (Jovovich) must lead her fellow zombie-apocalypse survivors to a rumored safe haven called “Arcadia,” all while trying to evade the clutches of undead ghouls and the unrepentantly evil Umbrella Corporation. As usual, director Paul W.S. Anderson treats the Resident Evil games like a buffet, pilfering the survival-horror steam tables for characters and gruesome imagery.
And sure, maybe you’ve already seen walking corpses with nauseatingly sexual tentacles billowing out of their faces, or demon Doberman pinschers whose heads unzip to reveal tendrils of spiny teeth — but you’ve never seen it like this, in IMAX 3-D. Just hearing the audience gasp from vertigo during the opening zoom-out shot is almost worth the price of admission.
