“This… is Head Radio, a Love Media station. Just one of nine hundred radio stations, three hundred TV stations, four networks, three satellites, ten senators (thank you, thankyou, thank-YOOOU)… Head Radio.”
I think that era is over. GTA 6 is looking to be another visually pretty rendition with limited innovation, and the satirical elements being sidelined for actual americana bs.
We’ve had games with destructible environments, realistic reactions, and decent physics, 15 years ago, and somehow the only envelope R* push are visuals, which are incremental at best, and online play, which are pay-to-win toxic casinos.
Let’s not count it out just yet. I would put money on you being right, but I really want you to be wrong, and until it comes out there’s always a chance.
“I know a place on the edge of the red-light district where we can lay low, but my hands are all messed up, so you better drive, brother!”
“Senor Diiickheeead!”
Best opening lines with the most exposition. We learned everything we needed to know
From memory:
“This… is Head Radio, a Love Media station. Just one of nine hundred radio stations, three hundred TV stations, four networks, three satellites, ten senators (thank you, thankyou, thank-YOOOU)… Head Radio.”
Opening to one of the greatest games of the early 2000s.
Grand Theft Auto III was the beginning of a new era for both gaming, and Rockstar.
I think that era is over. GTA 6 is looking to be another visually pretty rendition with limited innovation, and the satirical elements being sidelined for actual americana bs.
We’ve had games with destructible environments, realistic reactions, and decent physics, 15 years ago, and somehow the only envelope R* push are visuals, which are incremental at best, and online play, which are pay-to-win toxic casinos.
Let’s not count it out just yet. I would put money on you being right, but I really want you to be wrong, and until it comes out there’s always a chance.