Battlefield 3 has a lot going for it, and on consoles, compares only really to the other games in its long series – my own experience is with Battlefield 1943 (still cracking value for money on Xbox Live Arcade) and Bad Company 2 plus its brilliant Vietnam DLC. I haven’t personally played the epic 64 man battles of the PC titles, and I’m aware that I’m missing out on much of what this series is all about. But, as far as consoles go, this is the best large scale, vehicle heavy, all out warfare available, and stands up against the other heavyweights of the multiplayer FPS scene proudly.
Updated 18th December 2011 16:30
Stealing Cars. Pah! That’s soo passé. Today’s sale is skydiving naked whilst beating off goons (pun intended) with a giant ‘toy’.
Yes its the lovably boorish Saints Row (I’m hoping they’ll put that quote on the box). Despite its brief moments of nastiness in the style of late 90s gangster movies and despite (and maybe because of) its crass stereotyping of everyone; I really love Saints Row 2.
For the third game I’m torn between having my avatar look like a Porn-Star Ninja, or Mary Whitehouse. Having the freedom to choose is brilliant. I love the madcap missions, or the insane level of freedom to just have fun. The Third is promising more of the best bits and I can’t wait to get my hands on them (again, pun intended).
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With the impending release of Battlefield 3, and the ‘drama’ surrounding its recent beta, I’m in a situation where I’m likely to buy a game on release date– almost purely because I have about three people on my friends-list with pre-orders.
That’s a goddamn SQUAD I’m missing out on soldier!
So when is it OK for a girl to ask a guy (or vice-versa) for their gamertag? Is that a ridiculous question? I’m just not sure, help me out here.
A while ago I worked in an awesome milkshake place and staff from the local Game store used to come in fairly often. There was this one guy who I thought was pretty damn cool and certainly wasn’t one of those presumptuous video game frat boys that I come across all too often working in games shops. Continue reading