Driving on the left side of the street, getting on and off the highway. It vaguely reminds me of Tokyo but not exactly. I don’t know if it’s realistic, but it’s certainly exotic. I’ve never been to Hong Kong so I couldn’t tell you if the city is lovingly recreated or totally fake or what. The bite-size, okay-just-one-more missions certainly helped, but I was in large part sticking around to see the next cinematic scene. Wanting to know what was next was what kept me playing. You wonder what’s going to happen, whether Shen will finally go over the edge or what. It’s a linear story that’s going to play out like it plays out. You can’t grapple a car.Īs the player, you have no choice in the matter. Drug busts quickly became Vehicular Homicide Smooth Jazz Hour. I was ready to just ignore drug busts until one day when I was driving my car up to another group of hoods who were planning to destroy my face and I realized: Why would I actually get out of the car? I tuned the radio to a saccharine love song, the Cantonese equivalent of Michael Bolton, and started running over every thug in the alley.
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