Ethan Winters is the most unserious person to ever live, the James Sunderland of slapstick comedy. Compared to Chris Redfield punching a boulder inside a volcano, or whatever Leon Kennedy is up to anytime he’s on screen, Ethan’s storylines are always presented as very grave and down-to-earth, the tale of a family man trying to rescue his wife and daughter from unspeakable horrors. Then you get to the cutscene where he faces monsters the size of an apartment complex or psychotic murderers and he just looks them straight in the eyes, saying cliched, cringe one-liners, and telling them to fuck off. Chop one of his hands off, gouge his legs and arms with hooks, throw him off a building, and he just gets back up, he never cares, Ethan Winters always, always gets the tone of every scene he’s in wrong. I don’t know why he is like this, but I love him for that, he might not be the most compelling character in the Resident Evil franchise but damn is it entertaining watching him suffer and squirm in his own blood.