
I finally got to play a little Borderlands last night. I’m very pleased with the game, and Gearbox has delivered on the hype. The game is not perfect, but has attained that nebulous plateau of polish, charm, and great gameplay that earns it the title of Good Game (TM).
Gameplay-wise, Borderlands is a fairly straightforward shooter – even a little retro, a la Quake and its ilk. However, the engaging setting and art design, coupled with copious gun porn and fantastic co-op play, seal the deal.
Visually, the oft-mentioned “concept art” presentation absolutely must be seen in person. Screenshots and preview videos simply don’t do it justice. Gearbox has crafted a living, breathing, interactive comic book – and my Samsung big screen is all the happier for it.
I’m only 10 levels in (currently playing the Soldier class, although I’m Siren-curious), so I’m not yet going to expound and rate. Suffice it to say the game is as fun as promised.
However, I can’t sign off without mentioning the one factor that is getting under my skin. Out of context, there is some really goofy, illogical stuff going on regarding the class powers:
- Soldiers can heal teammates by shooting them. With bullets. Wait, what??
- The Siren can do corrosive damage with her melee attacks. Well, um, how? Is there acid continuously dripping from her palms, or what? Wouldn’t that rust her guns? Not to mention put a damper on dating…
- Soldiers have a power where, after dispatching an enemy, their rate of fire increases for a period of time. Sooo, their guns get all cheered up and enthusiastic for a while? I don’t get it.
Yes, yes, I know. Just shut up and enjoy the game, Lance. Of course, you’re right – it’s all in fun, and lots of it. It’s still friggin’ goofy though…


