I was all kindsa ready to get down on this Rage 2 stuff, the id Software/Avalanche combo has the texture of a summer mixtape, and every video up until now was deeply weird in a way that made me appreciate whoever had decided to pay for all this - a sequel to something that felt more like Engine than Game, for which I bear them no ill will. Why you would do it, and then how it could then manifest this kind of manic energy, is the kind of impossible horseshit that I naturally gravitate toward. It had that indie, auteur patina. We loved Mad Max, even when stupid people said it was bad.
And, you know, Rage 2… it's fine. That's Gabe's review, and he played way more than me. I'm on some Jean-Luc shit - there's fewer days ahead than behind, people3. I gotta think about how I'm spending my motherfucking time.
The intro isn't weird, it's incoherent. It's one of the more half-hearted introductions I've played recently. It looks like there's something wrong with it. Borderlands is harder than it looks, guys - you can't just not give a shit, because then you end up with something like this, where it feels like you didn't give a shit. I definitely didn't spend enough time with it, but nobody's paying me to play through this. If anything, I'm out money - the question at this point is complex. Do I spend more time - that phenomenon instinctively recognized as the ur-currency - trying to get value out of the sunk costs? I mean, last night, the choice was to watch the most depressing movie I've ever seen in my life or play Rage 2 and I went with the movie. I put my soul in a tomb instead.
If you're looking for company this afternoon, consider joining us in the studio for our 2pm PDT playthrough of Phoenix Wright - I'll be joined by Ryan Hartman, Amy Falcone, and the returning Kris Straub playing a cast of… well, of about ten. It's something people people seem to enjoy, and we include ourselves in that number. See you then.