After selling out with his last review, Tom Towers is back to confuse and arouse with his esoteric review of Metro: Last Light.
"It was my own stupidity that first introduced me to the potential of the
gameplay. It was the second or third time that I had ventured from the
safety of the underground to the grey, dangerous drudgery of the outside
world. The rain was falling heavily which meant that it was hard to see
because of the thick drops of water collecting on my gas mask’s visor. I
had to stop playing soon, so was in a rush. Triumphantly, I reached the
climax of the level after a rather dull fight with some monsters
whom—while no smarter—were at least more agile and faster than the human
cannon fodder. Even so, it still came across as little more than a
shooting gallery; their attack patterns predictable and easily
intercepted even in the pouring rain."
But, uh, start from the beginning because power outages in the cold are hardly tantamount to sweatshop conditions.