PS3 (also on Xbox 360)
Antichrist? Anarchist? Wanna destroy passers-by?
Well, we know what you want and we know how to get it – grab
Anarchy Reigns. It’s the latest creative splooge from the
Platinum Games brainboxes, it’s a successor to MadWorld,
and it’s magnificently mental. Assuming that you like
batshitcrazybonkers brawlers, you’ll love it.
MadWorld peeps reappear, along with others – even spunky
Witchipoo Bayonetta if you nab the Limited Edition edition, which is
seemingly the only edition. Some appear in the single player
campaign, but most donut – oops, sorry, hunger invasion, obviously
we meant ‘don’t’. Anyway, here it matters if you’re black or white,
at least as far as which path you’ll take when tromping about
utilising an initially baffling array of combo button stabs to take
down continually-spawning gangs of increasingly more powerful
ne’er-do-wells possessing an increasingly awe-inspiring collection
of weaponry. The more you dismember, maim and otherwise obliterate –
and the more stylishly you accomplish said feats - the more points
you snag. First you get the points, then you get the unlocked
missions – of main and side flavours. It’s riotous big dumb action
fun, if not somewhat overwhelming – lots.
Then there’re the myriad multiplayer modes – and we must emphasise
the word ‘multiplayer’ as it ain’t just one-on-one. Think combatical
16-member orgy and you’re wavelengthily tuned-in. Some would
consider this the bread, butter and hundreds-and-thousands of AR
– so the fairy bread thereof - but we’ve a rather hate-hate
relationship with online. Spawn SPLAT! Spawn SPLAT! Spawn SPLAT! The
moral of this sad tale of sad sadness? Practice like fuck before
hopping online or you be pancake, sister. Or brother.
Kinda Blade Runner does Sin City visiting
Fight Club with Hellboy, except gamey rather than
movietastic, natch, Anarchy Reigns is a bit hessian
undergarments here and there, but perfectamundo for anybody into
insane brawling insanity... right now, hahahahahahahaha!