Though I might not be thrilled the sequel to one of the strangest loveliest most genre-bendingest game series ever is a plain-Jane FPS I’m thrilled that the Bioshock 2 team are the ones handling it . And if the screen above is any indication of their approach to the aesthetics I have to say they’re doing it fucking right.
Just look at that. It’s like 1950s coldwar paranoia meets Spielberg. These new XCOM agents are the sort of guys who will spend their days blasting apart aliens with a shotgun shower off then go home and chastise their stay-at-home wife because they hate meatloaf and she knows that. Then they’d go toss the pigskin around with their son who would rather just sit inside and read comic books but they’re going to do it anyway Goddamnit because you don’t make the varsity team reading about Superpirates and whatnot. And then everyone would go to bed emotionally exausted wondering what they did to deserve each other. And then more aliens would die. Rinse smoke in public drink scotch repeat.
[Hat tip: RPS ]
