Ahh, the familiar loop of Dead Rising: leaving the safehouse, fretting about the finite time you have to rescue bizarre civilians, panicking when their braindead AI leads to them being eaten by actual braindead zombies, and picking yourself up and doing it again. It's a love-it-or-hate-it affair, with some players hugely turned off by the time limits and the constant anxiety they bring with them. I've always loved them for that exact reason; most games that deal with the undead quickly become power fantasies, and though you're practically a demi-god who can do suplexes in this series, time constraints and stupid survivors make for highly memorable high-stress scenarios that I relish.
Despite my love for Dead Rising, I had never played the sorta-sequel sorta-expansion Off the Record, which brings the protagonist from the first game to the Vegas-themed playground of the second. Since I prefer smug assholes (Frank West) to father clichés (Chuck Greene), I figured I was in for a good time.
I would have been right if it weren't for all of the shitty technical problems.... read more