I kind of dropped the ball not seeing Resident Evil: Extinction in theaters, something I did with both prior films. I don't think any other modern film series has been this consistently, entertainingly bad. Paul W.S. Anderson again scripts this one, and again he provides what feels like an Indiana Jones film with all the good parts taken out and replaced with tired zombie cliches. For the third time we have a scrappy band of unmemorable heroes who trade unfunny, innocuous banter and involve themselves in no interesting action scenes or set pieces. And like the other films, it just wants so damn bad to seem smart and exiting, to be be a classic adventure film, and fails so, so deliciously hard.