I’m beginning to wonder if Resident Evil‘s really about a zombie apocalypse at all. Instead, my leading theory – only bolstered by this new reel of freshly unearthed footage – is that Leon Kennedy was an overzealous zombie fanboy who made some kind of Midas Touch devil pact to generate unending waves of shambling undead with his mere presence. First day on the job in Raccoon City? Sorry, zombies. Pleasant chat with his Commander-and-Bro-in-Chief, the President? Nope, zombies. And today, for your viewing pleasure, he’ll be making his way through an underground train station, but with zombies erupting from railroads and lockers and innocuous potted plants. And sure, he wears that boy-band-gone-bad grimace and perfectly coifed emo ‘do like a champ, but he can’t hide the truth: he’s loving every second of this.
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