It's another boneheaded example of Spec Ops: The Line taking a disquieting idea, circling it and putting it under a magnet on your fridge. The game's best, bravest sequence marches you through a disaster of your own design – followed by a dun-dun-duuuun! cutscene which simply must illustrate THE CONSEQUENCES for you. They develop organically, devoid of a binary good/evil system, and mark the few moments where your actions and the story truly intersect. The murky moral choices faced by Walker can't help but stand out in this sea of sameness. Oh, and hey, provocative question: How many exploding barrels have you killed today? Cue the on-rails sequence, curse the distant checkpoint, take down that helicopter and get to the RPG. As player, you're shepherding two extra guns that frequently become stuck on walls and crouch on the wrong side of cover, while Nolan North yells about headshotting hostiles.
It does tempt for a moment, because there isn't one playable bit in this shooter that hasn't been done before, and better.Īs Captain Martin Walker and his three-man squad, you're trying to cut a righteous path through depraved circumstances. When one character suggests that the killing would stop if only you weren't so intent on completing your mission (and the game), it feels like a veiled request to put the controller down. As with BioShock, there's some satirical dissonance between the narrative and the structure of the game itself, but seeing what they did there isn't enough to anchor the whole thing. There's no sense in executing Spec Ops for being a competent, stylish shooter, but the perceptible complacency in game design feels utterly jarring against the chin-stroking prompted by the premise. It's still a smooth sequence of shootouts, ammo roundups and flashy set pieces, albeit one that delivers a message. "Do you feel like a hero yet?" Spec Ops: The Line stirs you with dark questions, asks about your role in the forced conflict that sustains games like it, but never prods you in the way that's most important to the medium. "How many Americans have you killed today?" the game asks (in a loading screen). The beautiful, buried city of Dubai is a paradise of waist-high detritus and abandoned automobiles, all perfectly placed to guide you through waves of faceless enemies. Spec Ops needs a mechanical hook to match its well-realized desert battleground, something that hasn't been eroded by years of games that play just like it. Have 10 points!"%Gallery-157400%That's the moment in which The Line's internal tug-of-war becomes plain as day: the grounded, provocative story that exceeds expectations, versus the emblematic action game. The discovery of a strung-up, mutilated corpse is meant to shock, but the scene feels deflated alongside an Achievement notification that essentially says, "War is terrible.
That's why it's disappointing, and often baffling, when Spec Ops underlines its themes with an orange crayon. You have permission to take this game seriously. The conflict feels isolated and inescapable, with a sand-drowned Dubai hemming in soldiers who only hope to survive and follow orders as best they can. It's truly a gritty shooter, and not because you're steering a bipedal meat chunk with a scraggly soul patch. Spec Ops: The Line is explicit about its intentions and inspirations, sometimes to a fault.
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