Resident Evil 6: My Weekend

Games, writing, life beyond the couch, every weekend I’ll drop what I’m doing in hopes to give a peek behind the curtain to my wastes of time.

Resident Evil 6
I just had to try this game. I don’t know exactly know why I did as I avoided it the most of the time prior to launch knowing it wouldn’t be anything I was hoping or expected. And after hearing about the critic scores (metacritic link) I laughed at the polarized audience’s debated at the direction of the series. Despite all this, the controversy still made me want to play it, albeit anonymously cloaked from CAPCOM by bypassing the ticket price by renting. I’m usually the one paying full price for games, supporting the teams that create my entertainment, but I was fearful they might misinterpret my pessimistic interest I chose to avoid they’re statistics.




I’m about two to three hours into Leon’s campaign, making headway in his initial quest heading to church or something, and so far I’m actually enjoying myself. The dodgy ground combat mechanic is quirky, nye useless, and just what I expect from a Japanese game in this generation. It reminds me of Call of Duty Black Ops’ similar dive mechanic which I also used constantly despite causing more trouble than anything else. The incredibly durable zombie heads were disorienting at first but became familiar with the series pedigree. Controls are decent enough, and with some setting tweaks, feel right in style with my memories of previous titles.

That said, I won’t defend Resident Evil 6, as I’m a constant witness to the odd choices. For the series that created survival horror in video games, having an infinite ammunition option is quite odd compared to the series limited resource status quo. There’s so many plot holes its like CAPCOM uses them as foot tracks: the introduction involves an acrobatic impossibility involving a helicopter, a train, and a building; Leon kills them president of a superpower nation and no one blinks; Despite dealing with havoc wreaking global virus epidemic, Leon and his partner Helena deviate at the slightest inconveniences; and Leon actually manages to flip a car within a two yard stretch of road.



So I’ll say again, as it will likely be my mantra throughout the game, I’m enjoying my time, just bear in mind, the pool that is Resident Evil I’m swimming in contains so much salt it’s like backstroking through the Sahara.