a 5/5 story in a 3/5 shooter. part of growin up is realizing one of your favorite games is slightly worse than you always said it was.
i do love running around and being apart of this world and this atmosphere and taking it all in because it is all super cool and eerie but the “underwater photographer john rambo with my lil tonics and plasmids and grenade launchers” of it all really always takes me out of it and hurts the overall immersion, especially in the latter portions of the game. much as i love this game, it’s something that i can’t fully ignore anymore

loved the directors commentary and the unused ideas museum. every fuckin game should have that what a cool idea.
miiight as well face it you’re addicted to slugs