The arsenal of weapons the game provides you is impressive as well, with just about every one of them being incredibly useful especially when fully upgraded and just plain fun to use. This bit where you have to play as Ashley just served as a great interlude that helped highlight the sheer awesomeness of flooring ganados with a shotgun blasts, slicing up their faces with well-timed knife attacks, roundhouse kicking them as they wince in pain, and German suplexing their candy asses, leaving a pool of blood where their heads used to be. That’s not to say that the core gameplay is lackin, not at all. Pitch black hallways with ominous suits of armor looming over you? what could possibly go wrong For a short time, the action horror game becomes survival horror again. For the very first time, you feel absolutely vulnerable.
Suddenly, the game puts you in the shoes of the proverbial damsel in distress with nary a gun or a knife in hand. Yep, all this time you get to be the badass special agent already fearing for your life fighting all sorts of monstrosities in between nerve-wracking, quiet eeriness and fist-pumping, epic instances. No wait, that’s when you’re getting hounded by the Los Illuminados and Plagas-controlled living armors in the dark when you’re playing as freakin’ Ashley. No wait, that’s when you’re getting relentlessly pursued by Salazar’s nigh-invulnerable right hand in tight corridors. No wait, the height of tension is when you’re getting chased down by Saddler’s pet abomination in a locked cage with a timer ticking away till the entire structure falls. There are slow moving charred black corpse-like that hiss and twitch eerily as they inch closer towards you, regenerating entire body parts after you shoot them off.Īnd then there’s this sack-wearing, chainsaw-revving, bullet-eating, psycho motherfucker who also happens to be a doctorįacing each one of these enemies in a narrow hallway or within groups of distracting mooks is the height of tension. There are flying insectoids that wall-crawl and can turn invisible. There are LOTR reject trolls that are somehow even uglier, carrying a nasty surprise in their backs. You’ve also got to deal with blind armor-clad dual-clawed garradors (or as I’d like to call them, gimp Wolverines) that go berserk at the drop of a dime. Inside Spanish Warwick Davis’ castle, you get to meet the Los Illuminados–scythe-wielding, fire arrow-shooting, goat skull-wearing, pale-as-fuck freaks that fill the halls with eerie chants of “ morir es vivir”.Īnd those are just the generics you’ll be mowing down! Those poor Plagas-controlled villagers scream out some of the most colorful language when you’re rampaging through their quiet creepy backwater town. The dialogue between various members of the cast and most especially Leon’s unforgettable one- liners, strike that perfect level of camp without getting cringe-worthy.Įven the enemies you face are bursting with personality! Winked at the dame and headed out into the cold night. I think I saw guilt in his eyes before they turned to dust. I trained my gun at the cuddlier one and zapped. Got my first one when I vaped the floating diamond for being cheeky. The bouncer barked at me to keep the manslaughter down. The guy sizzled and popped out of existence. Pointed it at the nearest suspect and let loose. There they were: kind of cuddly, mouthless, two eyes. Worked my way through the crowd until I had three left. Your mouth and mine later tonight, ferinstance. Wondered how my guy could eat with that mouth of his.
Imagine my surprise when the first sentient pine tree I spoke to knew exactly what I was talking about. If only one of these twenty-four wants me done, then I guess I’ll just have to make some friends. Flagged the bartender and ordered a drink. Music blaring and pounding the boredom out of these folks. One had me right where it wanted.Ī little bird sang a song about someone who didn’t like me very much. Twenty-three of those faces didn’t want me there. Twenty-four scowling faces turned away from their conversations to greet me. The majority of the week has been overtaken with people trashing, defending, and holding out opinion on Kojima's Twitter-blasted explanations as to why such a gloomy-looking mute sniper looks like she's going sunbathing in a trailer park.I walked into the club, into the warmth. The Quiet thing.Well Kojima certainly did manage to get people talking when he unveiled his character model for the new female character in upcoming Metal Gear Solid V.
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