(Alternate post title: Bored with
Power 2: Electric Boogaloo)
I would just like to
say one thing upfront: it is almost hilarious that this post covers the same
topic I talked at length about almost a year ago on the dot. I say “almost”, of course, because the fact
that I feel like I HAVE to dredge up this topic again means that by and large I
don’t feel like the games industry has learned a single damn thing. Ergo, it’s less “almost hilarious” and more
“completely depressing”.
So. Not too long ago I did a
little post on Batman: Arkham Origins
(which I posted on a Monday because I didn’t want the stigma of a Family Guy post taking the top slot and corrupting
my blog for too long). I went in with a
bit of cautious “optimism” thanks to the reviews and consensus being less than
positive, but I figured it was at least worth a shot to see if the game could
win me over. It didn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to play past the
first hour or so, and with my brother saying that it just goes downhill from
there I decided early that even if there WAS a good story in there, it wasn’t
worth it.
As always, I want to
stress that if you like the game, then that’s great. I envy you.
But I couldn’t even begin to enjoy it, and I feel like I can’t rest
until I explain why.
Short answer? It’s the gameplay. Long answer?
Well...hold on to your butts.