The game is a bloated monolith that, much like the WWE itself, is due for a much-needed shake-up.
Jason Cohen’s slick aesthetics manage to elevate Silicon Cowboys beyond fellow “info dumps” of this caliber.
Though it eviscerates the white establishment from the opening reel, much of the film exhibits a deeply conservative worldview, even for 1991.
The characters’ motivations are dictated less by the dynamics of their personalities and more by the needs of the screenplay.
The first game in this series since 2010 offers a no-frills story mode that echoes the arcade experience.
Like Limbo before it, Playdead’s Inside is one of the few video games that reaches the level of allegory.
Director Alex Gibney does this vital material a disservice, giving it an air of deflated pomposity.
It might boast a roster of wannabe pop idols, but the battle system is the real star of the show.
The film fails to lay down the character foundation that might have elevated the third-act histrionics.
Whether or not you’re a fan of the series, the game will have the piano wire around your neck before you know it.
Few games attempt to channel the myths of the open road, the feeling of going nowhere in particular much too fast.
Not every strategy game wants to be the next Starcraft or Crusader Kings, but you’d be forgiven for thinking so.