POSTED 11/12/12


FAR CRY 3

Ubisoft

You’re a douchebag. One minute you're one of several douchebags pretentiously living large on a tropical adventure holiday, the next you're one of several douchebags potentially dying dead on a tropical adventure island. Sucks to be you!

The douchebag you inhabit is sooky-lala Jason – no relation to anybody from Heavy Rain. One of three douchebagular brothers in your party, he soon has to man-up when confronted with pirates and assorted other ne’er-do-wells, in particular the fucking fucked-up fucker Vaas. Befriended by apparent good-guy natives, who tattoo you (and you’re more sleeved-up the more you learn), you must drop the softcock bullshit, harden the fuck up and... we’ve run out of applicable quotable Aussie TV comedy quotes. Anyway, you’re anointed the saviour of your stupid mates.

This involves rampaging through a gloriously jungletastic open world full of those aforementioned baddies, huntable animals (from benign to really fucking scary – we nearly had a stroke upon a certain reptilian attack), herbs, more vehicles than you could poke a dipstick at and enough drugs to have Mr Mackey apoplectic. M’kay?

RPG elements such as crafting collide with what’s essentially a first-person shooter with brains. You can do the rampage routine effectually, but balancing testosteronicity with some stealth takedowniness can benefit – both in-game and for your couch-grooved soul. It also scores more when commandeering outposts.

While you’ll always have key missions, side quests abound. These veer from trivial like vehicular races, to advantageous stuff like scaling monolithic radio towers to connect with the outside world – yielding handy maps and free boomsticks.

Ooh yes, guns and ammo! There’re basically guns, guns and more guns, which do come in handy with those rather aggressive aggressors out there.

If all you wanna do is BLATBLATBLATBLAT then FC3 may overwhelm, but otherwise going KERCHING nabs you one of the most engrossing experiences of 2012.

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