It says something about the three Resident Evil films (this being the second) that the most frightening property in video games could not produce a single even halfway scary film.
Why pick on Resident Evil: Apocalypse and not one of the other two films? Because, like any sequel, it’s an enabler. Like the friend who says, “Sure, I’ll have a few brews with my alcoholic pal. Why not?,” sequels to bad movies just enable further sequels to be considered. With poorly choreographed fight scenes and unapologetically non-frightening zombies, RE: A is B-A-D.