PerezStart writes: The game is a grand slam for people of my generation, it gives the player an amazing perspective of reliving the glory days. The days of Howard Finkel announcing the matches, of managers being an integral part of the match. Steel Chairs, Steel Steps, ring bells, steel cages, spanish announce tables they threw in everything but the kitchen sink on this one. The game was released about a month ago, therefore you might be able to snatch one up moderately used for a discounted price. Well worth the investment as you will have hours of gameplay to divulge in.
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.
