*sings* Going Underworld, Going Underworld
I love Lara Croft. She’s one hell of a woman. One who can swim the deep Atlantic seas and still emerge with her hair dry, untouched by the ocean. She’s also the only women to raid the stony tombs of the Mediterranean in her bare feet, and still have no sign of rough, leathery skin afflicting her heels. What. A. Woman. Which is why Tomb Raider Underworld was my first choice of game when offered some Christmas money to buy whatever I pleased. Within a £50 limit.
I don’t have anything derogatory to say about Alan Wake. My advice to you? Spend a night in Bright Falls and soak up the eerie atmosphere. Alan Wake excels at thrilling you psychologically. Which is why it’s called a psychological thriller, I guess…
