This brand of minimalism is harder than it looks: with so much stripped away, everything that remains needs to have the exact right weight. Raccoon City suffers a major loss of momentum around halfway, and never entirely recovers.

Doesn't do its own thing, and it does the old thing very badly.

This latest visit to Raccoon City captures the games' spirit but fails to translate that to cinematic thrills.

Overall, this took the most disgustingly bad franchise I can think of and gave it a new lease on life. While it did lean heavily on the games for inspiration and iconic imagery, I think that’s a step in the right direction.