I don't have a lot to say, other than: "a bit suckier than Resident Evil, but nowhere near as sucky as Resident Evil: Apocalypse."
Bonus points for creatively using Marylin Manson's theme from the first one in a multitude of different versions throughout this one. I liked that a lot.
It's amazing to me how everyone who survives apocalypses of a global magnitude always has such perfect skin and teeth and are all hot as hell. I guess those of us with inferior genes are more susceptible to being left to die. I guess it's time to start compensating for that by stockpiling shotguns and ammunition.
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Among other inanities, he strives to use investigative techniques to work young starlet breasts into every aspect of rational discourse -- focusing on the discourse, thus making it not perverted. Also, has recently begun a career as "Internet hairstylist."
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