I have to be honest with you. I beat Irrational Games’ latest installment in the highly-praised Bioshock series several weeks ago. The reason I’m only now getting to this review is not sheer laziness, but because I wanted to be as objective as possible. After seeing the end credits of Infinite I was convinced that the previous 20 hours I put in the game was some of the most engaging I have spent with any medium. Had I wrote the review then, it would have been a gush-fest and I wanted to let it settle on me a bit before posting a review.
That said here we are several weeks after my completion after Bioshock: Infinite and….. honestly not much of my opinion has changed.
As anyone with knowledge of the renegade antics of everyone’s favorite puncher-of-journalists, Commander Shepard, would know: We have a thing for the Mass Effect series. We love the universe, (my favorite sci-fi universe, if we don’t count Blade Runner), the story, and the amazing cast of characters. From having bro-out sessions with Garrus and Wrex to charging the Collector’s homeworld, We had a blast doing it all. Parker and I were in a solid agreement that The ME series was one of the best (if not the best) in current generation.
As I stood in line waiting to pick up Max Payne 3, I noticed that I was surrounded but a ton of poorly dressed ( I was in my hometown of Orlando, after-all, and were not exactly known for our sense of style) fellow gamers around talking about the right-clicking exercise program known as Diablo III. This isn’t to disparage Blizzard’s title, in fact I found myself depressed that my lowly MacBook couldn’t handle the dungeon crawler.
Luckily, being in the mind set was a perfect way to start a night of murder, drug abuse and alcoholism playing Max Payne. After a few sweet-looking John Woo style shootouts, however, any sadness from not killing demons with my right middle finger left as I found myself fully engrossed in Rockstar’s first fray in the Max Payne series.