Psyched about Resident Evil: Afterlife

I awoke at 6AM this Saturday morning, not much different than any other weekend... oh, I didn't want to, but it happens. I can never sleep in, my body doesn't allow it. So I get up, and it's off to surf the net in a dim room. I can barely contain the excitement as I pour steaming hot water into my spicy Shin Cup and crack open an ice cold Sprite for my breakfast. Fifteen days ago I went to see the Nightmare on Elm Street remake, and as I sat there completely blazed out of my skull the trailers finally came on. What I saw that day, left my jeans full of cream.

I let out a Keanu-like "Woah!" after it was all said and done. And not because of the obvious Matrix riff. It was when the Executioner's hammer axe crushes through that wall when it occurred to me that I should perhaps visit the Resident Evil films. This will most likely be my first. That's right, I haven't seen the other three films... only the trailers. After being completely obsessed with RE4 and currently feeding my addiction for RE5, I wonder how I never got around to viewing the movies. Seeing Wesker launch his sunglasses and the Uroboros virus sealed the deal for me though.

I will see this. Perhaps in all its IMAX 3-D splendor. And I'm hoping for a lot of gimmick shots too (and judging by the trailer, oh, there will be!). I say why the hell not? Don't let the hype get to you, that's the way I look at it. This is going to rock. Watch the trailer HERE.