Okay, this is four years late since Metal Gear Solid 2: Sons of Liberty came out in 2001. I just got done playing it this morning.
What a great game spoiled by anime! As my brother puts it, “I hate anime, and I hate people who like anime.” I don’t hate all anime, mind you. There are like three or four pieces of Japanese animation that don’t suck. But most of anime is like a Pearl Harbor attack on your brain. Let me explain: Metal Gear Solid 2: Sons of Liberty is the first game ever to actually give me a stupidity headache.
Literally, I was playing the game, marvelling at the stupidity of the plot, when I actually experienced a peircing pain in my frontal lobe. I don’t normally get headaches, so I can only assume this was brought on by the utter ridiculousness of what was happening on the screen at the time.
What was happening was this: The President of the United States had just grabbed the crotch of the game’s effeminate male protaganist and said “so you ‘re a guy!”
This was the acme of stupidity in a game that includes conspiracy theories deemed too outlandish for the Rollye James Show.
I’m not going to bother with a detailed review since I am the last person on earth to finish the game, except to say that it was awesome except for all the ridiculous plot twists and existentialist philosophy.
