90% of what I loved about Wolfenstein II had nothing to do with actually playing the game, which is a huge shame.

The game’s strength clearly lies with the storytelling, swinging wildly from crazy and cartoonish Nazi-slayin’ to some depressingly true — if slightly ham-fisted — satire of white America. The gameplay itself is fine, nothing spectacular. You’re not mentally punching the air in joy as in Doom (2016), but it’s also not hindering you in any way.

Having played Wolfenstein 2 mostly as a stealth game, along with being far more interested in the world, characters and message than combat, I think that the best step forward for the series is for it to shift genres and become an immersive sim.