Kratos, pusher of crates
Started God of War this weekend. It’s a game which got generally impressive reviews, and I quite enjoyed it for a few minutes. The combat was nice and stabby, the visuals were very impressive for a PS2 title, and the setting opens up seriously epic potential.
Then I got to a bit, maybe 10-15 minutes in, where I had to push a small, fragile box around while archers shot at me and the box, and I said to hell with it after the fifth or sixth time I got the box ALMOST to where it needed to be before it got shot to pieces.
Oh, well, at least it was cheap.
Pity about buying it and the sequel at the same time, though.
Decided to start Ratchet & Clank: Going Commando instead, and it’s going a long way to alleviate my box-related frustrations.
