Who Needs Reality When You’ve Got Fable?
Wow. I think I could leave this post at that one word and it would do just as good, if not better, a job of summing up my experience with Fable II. Granted I’ve only put 5 or so hours into it, most of which have been spent arsing about, and for a game as open ended as Fable, 5 hours really isn’t that long. If you’ve yet to buy it, don’t even waste you’re time reading what I’ve got to say about it. Go and get it. Now!
High up the list of what developers aim to achieve with their games is an environment in which the player feels truly immersed in. Rarely do you play a game, however, where you actually feel part of the world. I swear, Fable II will suck you in almost instantaneously. Before you know it, you’ll have comfortably settled into Albion and won’t even have noticed an hour has passed where all you’ve done is danced for the locals, flirted with the wealthier men, and earned a few Gold to upgrade weapons and kit yourself out in fetching garments.
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…
