Thread:LightningS9/@comment-31049256-20171225064204/@comment-28358106-20180112222734

OldGuyRant.exe

2016 Doom was a desperately needed change from the stranglehold that COD and its wretched spawn have foisted upon the gaming industry. I liked its old school sensibilities and its willingness to stick to the ideas it had, regardless of how questionable they might have been (and I'll argue those points into the dirt.) But it was a far cry from what I wanted. I saw everything I wanted out of eight hours and two playthroughs.

I didn't want to see DOOM remade with the same old stuff. But 2016 Doom never, not once, gave me the sweaty-palmed, butthole-clenching feeling of fighting against epic odds like the old school game. 2016 Doom had to pipe eye-rolling fauxmetal into my headphones. DOOM, at its difficulty pinnacle, wove a heavy metal Hell chorus in the hardwired instincts in the back of your brain, and there has been an endless string of pale, quavering also-rans ever since.

End Old Guy rant.

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