Game On: Resident Evil (Dir Paul WS Anderson, 1h40m, 2002)
It wasnt long in ourvideogame season before we encountered the video game movie Kurosawa, its Bergman, its Welles, the great auteur of videogame movie cinema. For certain film aficionados, this is Uwe Boll, a director who, via liberal use of a now closed German tax dodge, and pure, and admittedly admirable bloody determination, as well as challenging critics to boxing matches and briefly retiring to run a restaurant, has cornered the market in adaptions of cheap and schlocky videogames like Postal, Alone in the Dark , etc etc. The Boll process, and this does feel like some industrial by-product with all of the health risks and none of the consumability, turns said games into cheaper, shlockier, and yet surprisingly lucrative quasi-adaptions that often have little to do with their source material and who collectively stretch the term "so bad they're good" to breaking point. Boll at least knows what his role in cinema is: a latter day Roger Corman, auteur theory running...






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