RE3 is always gonna be worse than RE2, simply because of the source materiale, orignal, remake, reboot, doesnt matter, RE2 is just straight up a better game than RE3 any way you slice it, that's what I meant.
It isn't. You think this is because you were like me at one point in life. You were a retarded kid, you were at Blockbuster Video and saw "RESIDENT EVIL: DIRECTOR'S CUT" with Chris Redfield on the cover with a big gun and went, "Wow I like ACTION!" Then you brought it home and began to play. You wonder what sadistic serial killer mapped the fucked up controls, you ran into the first zombie, the game scared the shit out of you during this FMV but it was cool because you were the big strong man with the big bad gun and you were about to unleash DOOM on this cannibal scum. Oh wait, what's this? You only have a KNIFE. You go to stab the zombie, three grabs later and You're Dead. You try over and over, you keep donating your jugular with no progression, you conclude the game is shit.
But wait, the game came with a SECOND disc! A "demo" for Resident Evil 2? Sure, give it a shot. Wow, you're in a city street on fire with zombies and everything emerging from the flames and you're a COP now. Better yet, you have a GUN! Whoooa! You can shoot these cock munchers down now and go into the gun shop. Hah, the dumb owner got ambushed by 8 zombies but it's fine because you took his shotgun! WHAT? And then you USED the shotgun and it blew heads off! WHERE? This game was twenty times better than that other trash, this was the Resident Evil you envisioned when renting it. Eventually you beg your out of the gaming loop grandmother to buy it for you, Christmas 1998 you see Resident Evil 2 beneath the tree and proceed to spend all Boxing Day stomping a mudhole through Raccoon City. Just kidding, Raccoon PD. You get stuck because you're a retarded kid and don't know puzzles, but the game is awesome because it fulfilled your bloodlust that RE1 didn't.
Now this is where we have a FORK IN THE ROAD, you and I. While you conceded that RE1 was awful and RE2 was the best game to ever emerge out of 1998, I swallowed my GI Joe pride and selected the second character "Jill Valentine." Despite being a GIIIRL, she had a GUN. Wow, the first zombie got destroyed, you met Big Barry, you hoped it was not Chris' blood, and you now have fond memories of RE1 because of Jill the master of unlocking Valentine.
And this brings us to RE3. We were playing as Jill again but while you sneered and scoffed because you weren't playing as Nick Carter in a police uniform, I rejoiced because Mom came back home to make things right. We were exploring Raccoon City, we were mowing down zombies with an Assault Rifle because we chose Easy mode due to brain damage, and heroically fending off that big Nemesis fuck who came at us with the ferocity of ten lions and could use a rocket launcher. Birkin couldn't use a rocket launcher.
Now the zoomers and unwashed will tell you RE3 was about ackshun and miniskirtz and Nemmy, but it was more. It was a thank you to those of us who stuck through RE1, who thought "maybe the guy with the knife isn't good for a first playthrough", it brought back the undisputed and authoritative matriarch of Resident Evil, Jill Valentine. Claire can go fuck herself bloody.
RE3 is better than RE2 in many ways but whenever I feel like not explaining it I just say, "Jill Valentine, faggot." When she's playable in RE2, we'll talk. Until then, mix me some goddamn ammo, Skippy and chew on that Jill Sandwich.
(I know your name isn't actually Skippy)