GamesAreEvil writes: "For SVR2009 owners there's the added bonus of it being able to import your save across to access an even larger roster and your already-created characters, but that doesn't stop the game from being any more repetitive. It hasn't progressed too far from SVR2009's amateur design, either: the graphics are still terrible, the animations clumsy and the controls unresponsive. Legends of Wrestlemania attempts to be a progressive evolution of the series disguised in retro garb, but ultimately it ends up wrought with its own set of inexcusably fatal flaws".
The HITC Tech team write about what they're playing this weekend, including XCOM: Enemy Unknow, Banished, and L.A. Noire.
Christopher Buffa (Prima Games): News of Ultimate Warrior Jim Hellwig’s death left millions of wrestling fans, including myself, in shock. I never knew the man, but I loved the character. His electric entrance, running to the ring full blast and shaking the ropes, was adrenaline personified, while the outfit (multicolored face paint, neon tassels, different colored straps for his title belts) embodied the 90s. Critics often remark that his promos were illogical, but to kids, they made perfect sense. Fill the spaceship with rocket fuel? Trampled by elephants? Might as well be Shakespeare to a nine-year-old.
Despite what Wee Jimmy Krankie and the agony aunt section of men’s magazines might say to the contrary, size matters loads. Just ask any of these hulking goliaths. While some giants in popular culture are more concerned with shilling you canned sweetcorn than grinding your bones to make a wholemeal loaf, PlayStation’s gargantuan folk just want to trample, scoff or suplex you. Regardless of whether it’s a fallen god scrapping with his football field-sized granddad or a Skyrim beanpole who can mess you up more than any lag, none of these brutes exactly scream BFG.
