Before I explain how and why this is good, I feel compelled to clear the air a bit. Basically, there are more vehicles and there is a bigger emphasis on shooting. Since I'm not that intelligent, here comes my winded review of choice.Īs the third in a series of mascot titles, Jak 3 makes an even more radical departure from Jak 1 than Jak 2 did. Buy it or die.Īnd if I were a smart man, I'd leave the article there and fill the rest of this page with videos of me giddily smiling and playing (it's a sort of stationary prance). Jak 3 is right, but if you dig through your lexicon you can easily break the game down into chunks of gorgeous, wonderful, fun, slick, polished, tight, balanced, well-produced, hilarious, intense, diverse, and wondrous. There are precious few words that can so accurately describe this "correct" product in its entirety, but there are plenty to describe individual parts of it. It's a game that makes piles of other lesser games very, very wrong.
(I hate that game something fierce, by the way.)Įvery so often a game comes around that's right and it makes me remember. Then I play Jak 3 and I remember - I remember warmth and happiness and days untouched by the all consuming hopelessness of Varmint Hunter. Sometimes I just want to vacate and make sandwiches for a living. Sometimes my eyes glaze over and I can't see anything beyond the dreaded fog of lowbrow racers, backward brawlers, and sensationally awful shooters whose only benefits are the neat arcs that zigzag out of the microwave after the third minute in. Sometimes I forget why I so ambitiously poked and prodded my way into this industry in the first place.
Remember why you love games? Sometimes I don't.
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