Bestill my mechanical heart, Dishonored has returned to greatness.
The previous piece of Dishonored DLC, The Knife of Dunwall, left me feeling slightly let down. Although it had the basics I loved from the main game – multiple pathways, interesting powers, and stealthy maneuvering that was top notch – the story and environments weren’t up to the new franchise’s high standards. The Brigmore Witches washes away all of my misgivings and brings things back my lofty expectations for the franchise.
Follow the white rabbit.
For me to properly articulate my feelings on Saints Row IV, I think you need to know a little bit about my taste in movies. I greatly enjoy quiet little indie films like The Science of Sleep, Once, and Closer. I find them to be wonderful palate cleansers from all of the big budget action flicks that come out every summer. However, some of my favorite movies of all time are what I can only describe as “stupid”; stuff like Crank 2 and UHF starring the one and only “Weird” Al Yankovic. While these movies are lacking in artistic merit, they are immensely entertaining to me, and that’s exactly how I feel about Saints Row IV: a game that gleefully throws the “are games art” question out the window.