I adore a good werewolf, my God. I suggest that werewolves provide game designers an opportunity to be irrational. Werewolves don’t hesitate to strike with grace. They do not take blind swipes at you with the wrist instead of the hand, shambling and gathering like zombies. Rail weapons do not require recharging in their arsenal. Rather, werewolves appear out of nowhere and are suddenly quite near. They don’t respect your private area. Werewolves have extended health bars, berzerk energy, and a barrage of scary claw slashes. We adore werewolves despite the fact that they are jerks.
Evil West has a werewolf equivalent, and I believe they capture the essence of what makes this ecstatic, absurd, straight-ahead, chugging blast of a video game so wonderful. Really rather simple. Werewolves are horrifying when you first see them. They’re too much. Each one stands alone as a boss battle. Whoa! Which was it? Pardner, I want to see the last of them! But yes, pardner, you do see more of them. They have groups. They arrive with additional adversaries. They accompany bosses.
Nevertheless, by the time the game is out, you’ve eliminated them. slamming them aside. splattering their bodies and popping their skulls off. This is Evil West: it has that ridiculous power curve, that wonderful Double-A delight. You practically become a god by the time the game ends. Furthermore, gods really allow game designers to be irrational.
Now let’s move on to the plot. West of Evil. It’s the storyline. It’s the old west, yet the wilds are full with monsters, shambling horrors, vampires, and other such creatures. As a member of a team, you take these animals and expose their true identities. It becomes somewhat more complex, but not overly so. In this game, the White House of the story is the crash site of a zeppelin full of grotesque, slobbering horrors. Here, plot serves as fuel, a motivator that pushes you into even more carnage.
Inspired by the latest God of War, this third-person brawler genuinely comes to you straight from 2011 or so. You can kick monsters to gain some space, and you can punch them in combinations to seem really big on screen. And after that, you may use an electrical gadget to hit them, pull them toward you, or both, and apply a frenzied, staggered beatdown reminiscent of the Arkham games, with all the voltage making their skeletons buzz away within them while you work. They may be thrown into the air and thrown against each other and spikes like a cannonball. Once you’re well into the campaign and happily charged up, you may pound the ground and effectively vaporize them on the spot.
Not all of it is punching. Really, it could be Evil West’s tagline. Yes, the West is evil, but you can’t just hit it. For farther-off foes, you have a rifle and a six-shooter. Nothing to gather ammunition; everything is dependent on cooldowns. Additionally, electricity may be used to fool anything. The same applies to the unique weaponry, such as flame-throwers, a crossbow, and other items I won’t reveal. Simply timing it with the cool-downs; no ammunition. Watch your electrical power and wellness in the meanwhile.
Although enemies recur frequently, it doesn’t matter because they are largely magnificent. All your adversaries from 2011 are here and ready to enfold you in their arms. the men that charge you and blow up. the men that emerge from the earth after digging. You have to flank the shield men. The people that occasionally fall into earth while hovering in the skies. Each of them may be destroyed by hammering or blasting it, and they all have weak points where the glowing spots emit a chime and an arc of light, luring you in to target them for tremendous damage or a health drop. Simple, predictable adversaries who are progressively added to during the campaign (this is one of those games where mini-bosses swiftly become merged into the main enemy camp) and who attack you in novel ways in fresh arenas that are ideal for showcasing your newest technology. It’s nearly Robotron at times.
How about it? To begin with, it’s unexpectedly gorgeous, providing a thrill through a variety of Western landscapes, including mines, mountains, snowy hills, blue sky canyons, and shady, eerie swamps. Slaughter is interspersed by traversal sections or puzzles, usually requiring electricity or a little amount of moving carts. It’s a great cleanser to prepare you for the following fight, nothing too complex. Say it quietly: there is a beautiful hub. While all of this is going on, you are gathering lore fragments, money for upgrades (which are always difficult to choose between), and level-up bonuses that gradually transform you from a werewolf apprehensive to a person who seldom ever sees one.
Put another way, it’s an extremely well-made video game. It recognizes itself as the launcher-based game that features protagonist lines like “Never thought I’d be blowing up my own house!” And it provides beauty and diversity in its modest pleasures. I haven’t had a chance to test the two-player online cooperative mode, but I understand that the consoles could lag a little bit—though on the PC, I haven’t had any issues. Apart from that, Evil West is very charming, violent, and glaringly outdated. Bulletstorm is it. It is an analgesic. Werewolves are all over the place. I also had a great time.