December 8th, 2018

Red Dead Redemption 2 - Review

I have now put at least 90 hours into playing Red Dead Redemption 2. And probably a lot more hours than that.

And I love it.

But what I love about it won't be what you love about it. Because that's the nature of the game. It can be anything you want it to be.

I never hunted.

I never bought anything in the shops other than scopes for my rifles. (I could pick up other stuff just naturally.)

I mostly hated shooting. I mean the shooting system belongs on a Nitendo 64 it's so crappy.

But man, walking around as Arthur or John and talking to people was awesome.

I loved playing poker and blackjack.

I loved exploring every stranger quest.

I liked helping that guy take pictures.

I even loved helping that guy out with his weirdo zoo.

And the doomed painter. And the guy who was trying to make remote controlled battle ships.

And holy jesus fuck the tall guy and the midget brother and handling their shit.

All of which you can completely skip and just hunt or just buy stuff or just do the main game.

It's been a long time - if ever -since I've played a game that really let you do whatever the fuck you want.

And that's a good thing.