(You might not yet have been a blink-worthy idea of your parents genitals. Familiar? Of course, it’s the new Deus Ex. Gets involved in a conspiracy, kills everyone he gets his hands on. Good cop gets killed, wakes up as half human, half machine. Instant binding power of understanding hidden “insider” references.ĬON: And at the same time it’s a mishmash of clichés. Gonna give you some brain candy to chew on.) In fact, the dev guys made quite a number of hidden in-game references to the Mirrorshades authors. (If you don’t know what a first-gen novel is, read the early stuff by Gibson, Sterling, Stephenson, Cadigan, Maddox or Shirley. We’ve had glorious moments with Bloodnet, System Shock ( great intro music here) or the earlier etapes of the Deus Ex universe but it’s been quite a while since anyone made a coherent universe with a plotline that spans the globe and makes you feel like a protagonist of a first-generation cyberpunk novel. Afficionados have waited long and hard for games with implants, hacking, an Asian setting, self- and world-doubting AIs, thermoptic camouflage, designer drugs and Neoesque futuristic fashion. Trust me, I don’t bulge with glee when I write this. Or maybe it was all very different in the design documents at first. But at the end of the day, it’s just another game in the long line of high concept low realization shooters by cyberpunk wannabes. Don’t get me wrong, it’s got great aspects to it.
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Verdict, it’s tragically mediocre, a one-night stand gone stale, an equivalent of a fuck turned so boring you decided to watch TV and set up shopping lists inside your head while getting something of a blowjob simile. I’ve spent long days playing the press copy I’ve gotten from PlayOn Hungary to see the game others heralded as the best game of 2011 and the latest and greatest in cyberpunk.
Deus Ex: Human Revolution left me with broken canines and burst tear ducts with seeping coolant the color of Cherenkov sadness. I’m sinking my teeth into anything cyberpunkish with sweet agony and pulsing organs. I’ve grown up with Neuromancer, wrote my MA diploma in postmodern cyberpunk SF and I’ve always worked along the neon-coloured cultural gridlines that made people aware of biotech, the fusion of man and machine and all that stuff. I’m a cyberpunk and proud of it, even though I’ve always been the outsider in every single subculture I’ve managed to disrupt.
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