DEAD ISLAND RIPTIDE
PS3 (also on Xbox 360, PC)
passed on! This island is no more! It has ceased to be! It’s expired
and gone to meet its maker! It’s a stiff! Bereft of life, it rests
in peace! Its metabolic processes are now history! It’s off the
twig! It’s kicked the bucket, it’s shuffled off its mortal coil, run
down the curtain and joined the bleedin’ choir invisible...
THIS IS AN EX-ISLAND!
Right, now that, thanks to some dubious
Monty Python pilferage, we’ve established that this island is dead,
we can tell you more about the sequel to, erm,
Dead Island. Which, of
course, four million volts couldn’t make go ‘VOOM!’.
the chances of surviving a zombie outbreak on a supposedly idyllic
Pacific paradise and escaping to the safety of a passing ship, only
to find yourself amidst more zombierrific types, a fucking big storm
and shipwrecked on another island? Which is also riddled with
fucking zombies. Fuck!
Yep, this sorta sequel – it isn’t
particularly different - sees everybody from our Sydney cop to Heavy
D sans his ‘Boyz’ back doing what they do best: Surviving hordes of
fucking sneaky bloody zombie fuckers – and saying ‘fuck’, and
variations thereof, a fuck of a fucking lot.
Mondaysy and sing ‘Hallelujah’, for voice acting’s improved, as
Aussies – mostly - don’t sound, well, fucked. You can import your
amped-up first outing character, there’s new evil to assail,
fucktonnes of water to boat upon and – thank fuck - weapons are now
less prone to planned obsolescence.
Yep, it’s scarcely
changed, but if you enjoyed the first one’s B-movie silliness
despite numerous quirks then you’ll dig, punch, shoot, kick, slash,
stab and otherwise have one fucking hell of an ace time with this.
If you’re not happy then sorry squire, we’ve had a look ’round
the back of the shop and we’re right out of islands.