I’d love to see what they did with Duke Nukem. They had the guts and the vision to do something new with that, when everybody else played it safe. In Wolfenstein, MachineGames inherited PC gaming’s oldest, most juvenile and unevolved premise: the big shooty man who kills Nazis. Even to consider giving an inner life to a man whose name is essentially Blowjob McBlastobits is an act of sheer game development heroism. But equally, don’t let that blind you to what MachineGames have achieved. BJ’s internal monologues are pretty risible. I’m not holding The New Order up as some kind of Academy Award eligible masterpiece here.
Later a uniformed harridan will show you some photographs on a train, and you’ll fly to the moon. You’re going to watch the best part of fifteen years pass in a single time-lapse panning shot across a sanitorium day-room, because the developers thought that would be a cool thing to do. It’s going to be smarter, more inventive and sillier with the franchise than it even occurred to any previous developer to be. Wolfenstein: The New Order, it turns out, is going to have fun with the format. The old boy’s so upbeat, so amused by life! Right now, he’s amused because you’ve somehow managed to break into his impregnable castle only to lock yourself in his giant trash compactor.
The cheery crooked grin on the face of cliched Nazi supervillain General Deathshead. It was the little touches I noticed most.
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