Mick Fraser writes:
"Every once in a while a game comes along that exceeds all of our expectations. It thrills us with a deep and engrossing narrative or an incredibly cinematic atmosphere. The graphics blow us away, the setting mesmerises us for every second that we play and the experience is so satisfying and so fulfilling that we want to come back to it again and again and again...
Within five minutes of playing Hellboy: The Science of Evil, I could have told you, categorically, that this is not such a game. This is a bad game. I refuse to make bones about that fact. It's a game that could have been very, very good. The subject matter - drawn more from the Hellboy comics than the movies - is so rich and deep, the character of Big Red himself so well drawn and greatly liked, that when this game was first whispered about it must have hummed with ripe potential. Hell, potentially it could have rivalled God of War as an action title. Instead it merely apes the monumental achievement of Kratos' blood-soaked odyssey with all the charm and dedication of a fat guy in a flasher mac, painted red with a giant foam finger on one hand. It's lazy mimicry at best, downright insulting at worst."
