MORTAL KOMBAT: KOMPLETE EDITION
PS3 (also on Xbox 360)
where is everybody? It’s supposed to be a party!
let’s study the invitation... oops, we’re over a year late. Fukk!
Of kourse, we Australians kan blame this on those lovely
guardians of what we kan and kan’t ingest entertainmentastikally,
the Klassifikation Board. They banned this inkarnation of the
bloodthirsty arkade romp outright, due to a ridikulous lakk of an
R18+ rating. Well, that was brought in a wee while bakk, and ta-da!
We finally get to party. Even if everybody else has long gone home.
Or kollapsed gutterwards. Or ended up in hospital. Or was impaled
upon something big, long and stikky.
really is brutal – we had no idea how gruesome until some Raiden
bloke let rip with an x-ray attakk that we wouldn’t want any kids we
know witnessing. Hell, we’re probably gonna have nightmares from it.
But you likely know what MK’s all about after almost 20
years of various inkarnations – biffo, extreme biffo and extremely
extreme fatality-wielding biffo. It’s all here and more. When they
abuse the English language with their ‘Komplete’ labelling they mean
it, man. As well as the game, online konnektability and a naff
dress-ups box (unless you dig playing dollies with krazed martial
arts maniaks), there’re four extra kharakters. Freddy Krueger breaks
from terrorising Elm Street to pop by, and if you’re PS3-equipped
you kan also go nuts with everybody’s fave nutkase-slaphead, God
of War’s Kratos. There’s no movie or musik kode like overseas
though, and that’s krap.
Still, it’s our first time, so the
delightfully preposterous story mode, selektion of all really quite
similarly equipped fighters and plethora of lokal and online fight
options would make for a fairly komplete pakkage without the extra
kostumes and stuff.
If you’ve a hankering to forkibly remove
others’ spines then hey, you kan now go krazy. Well, legally.