A big, beautiful, bonanza-sized nostalgia wank that—much like something like Twin Peaks: The Return—doubles as a self-reflexive autocritique of the entire enterprise of indulging in said nostalgia, interrogating our desires and expectations for even wanting to re-experience this narrative in the first place. I, for one, loved the bold narrative leaps this game makes throughout its generous runtime (however wild and literal they might be at times), adored its surprisingly complex and satisfying combat (eat my ass, Arsenal!), and was all-in-all walloped by huge stretches of it. I could probably do without some of the bloat and tedious side missions, but this was still pretty terrific.