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Bioshock Infinite maybe could have been something nice.
But the ending was a kick in the balls just to prove they could kick players in the balls. Like Mass Effect 3.
I would like to state that I have nothing against downer endings in and of themselves. I just want coherency ,dammit. Mass Effect 3 was arbitrarily forcing a choice. My big issue with the ending was their central argument of synthetic vs. organic. When I'd made peace with the quarians and geth. That would argue for a trial period to see if it all worked out. Instead, it never came up in conversation. And the ME3 devs were all 'well it's our story and we get to write what we want' and didn't even answer the question of screwing over that whole 'your choices in the past make a difference' thing they tried for. From a gameplay standpoint, I like ME3. I like the multiplayer more, because it allowed more room to experiment and find combos. Playing the multiplayer did improve my singleplayer game, too.
The guns weren't that fun and it didn't reward inventiveness and planning nearly as much as Bioshock did. Bioshock 2 had that going for it: Once you decided to put some brainpower into it, you could rock the house. I -gloried- in that final battle, because I had traps out, turrets set in the right spots, my two drones flying around, and I was dashing around one-shotting elites with the drill. I kicked ass as I'd yet to in that game, and it was epic and dramatically appropriate.
I didn't like Infinite that much, outside of a few moments (mostly visual artistry. The church at the beginning was beautiful, and I'll concede 'Let the Circle Be Unbroken' is a nice choice as an arc song. Some of the other architecture and societal things, I liked. I dig the swordfighters carrying coffins on their back. Walking up on the Comstock house with the storm clouds and the three big faces was also epic).
But I spent most of the game with a shotgun and a sniper rifle. That's all I really needed, and I was a disappointed player because of it.
honestly, I would have liked it better if a future Booker had turned out to be the Songbird rather than Comstock, leaving aside the insensibility of why drowning the Booker who refused baptism to become Comstock solves anything. If they had to do anything along those lines at all.
He jumps like a damned dragoon, and charges into battle fighting rather insane monsters with little more than his bare hands and rather nasty spell effects conjured up solely through knowledge and the local plantlife. He unerringly knows where his goal lies, he breathes underwater and is untroubled by space travel, seems to have no limits to his actual endurance and favors killing his enemies by driving both boots square into their skull. His agility is unmatched, and his strength legendary, able to fling about a turtle shell big enough to contain a man with enough force to barrel down a near endless path of unfortunates.
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!