HALO: THE MASTER CHIEF COLLECTION
Must resist crap cooking show references...
It put the Xbox
on the map. It was the advance on first-person shooters that the
genre needed. It was Halo, and it’s back. Which is pretty
fucking obvious considering the title up above there.
isn’t necessarily glaringly apparent is just what this collection
contains. Going for kinda but not entirely completely Halotastic,
but more complete than on any one format previously, this release
lassos the original Halo in its Combat Evolved
Anniversary remastered glory, Halos 2, 3
and 4 as well as some ancillary stuff, like a preview of
Halo 5 and access to the digital series Halo: Nightfall.
“Yeah, but the original Xbox one looked like shit,” some twats
may moan. Yeah, well Halo 2’s been all gussied up like the
first Halo and looks spiffygasmic. Next whinge?
“Yeah, but what about all the add-on stuff?” The majority of it –
multiplayer and maps - is here. Can we stop the whining and just get
on with things?
What jumps out when plundering the memory
banks while taking in the original Halo here is just how
much fun – and how influential - it was. Even when pressing a button
to recall its original graphics, the gameplay’s so solid that it
clicks why it’s become one of the most revered titles on any format.
That it’s Microsoft’s, all Microsoft’s, must have them rubbing their
hands together in unbridled, Unca Scrooge-like glee.
some initial multiplayer hiccups, this collection is more than a
tawdry cash-grab. For despite its obvious retro memory pandering,
and hence being something that sends consoles walking out doors
(hopefully after being paid for), The Master Chief Collection
also serves as a reminder of how fun Halo games have always
been – and how far the FPS genre hasn’t evolved since.