In the name of Allah, his prophet Muhammad, and everything that is good and right in this world, Assassin’s Creed stands a very good chance at being the most convoluted piece of shit of a computer game I’ve ever played in my life.
I heard good things about it so I decided to check it out. I had NO IDEA that it was going to based around this played-out, bullshit, Matrix-like sci-fi alternate-reality computer-interface-with-light-blue-letters horseshit. What the FUCK? From the very beginning of the game, they’re shoving it in your face, this stupid high-tech, slick, trite nonsense.
You’re not actually an Arab assassin in early Medieval Jerusalem (which would be a badass premise for a game if it was just presented in a straightforward way.) You’re some shmuck named “Desmond” who is being experimented on by some scientist and his obligatory hot-chick-who-would-never-in-a-billion-years-actually-go-into-the-field-of-science-unless-it-was-the-science-of-giving-handjobs assistant, and the whole thing…
wait for it…
is ALL A COMPUTER SIMULATION! IT’S NOT REAL! It’s just like…the MATRIX!
And on top of that, it’s predicated on the idea of “genetic memory.” Yes, this twenty-first-century fuckstick, who is apparently descended from Arab assassins, is somehow able to “sync” his brain with his “genetic memory” and enter the mind of his ancestors, which allows him to turn into a badass killing machine. It doesn’t, however, allow him to speak in a correct Arab accent, unlike ALL his other Assassin buddies, so that he sounds like some frat brother from Middle America in the midst of a bunch of guys who all sound like Jafar from Aladdin. Very historically-accurate. It really makes me feel like I’m there, man.
I played it for about five minutes before I got sick of it, despite the nice graphics. Graphics can’t make a game. Get that through your thick heads, you stupid pricks who design games!
Go fuck off! “Assassin’s Creed.” Right. Go back to giving handjobs through the Glory Hole at the local truck-stop.