Review: Ratchet and Clank: Quest for Booty

I am sorry for the late post. Mistress Sarah-Kun and I were at the Gay Pride parade and it took a bit of time to recover from it. You will continue to receive your posts on Sundays.

I didn’t quite know how to try and make this review work until I remembered a saying I said to myself quite often about life in Macomb, Illinois; “Lower your expectations.”

I had to pull myself back quite a few times after dealing with this…disappointment.

There, I said it. This game was a disappointment to me. Out of all of the games of the series and though this game was small, only maybe DLC worthy, I still couldn’t enjoy this game. It was just so bad and lowered the bar for the quality of Ratchet and Clank games. I just had to trudge through it for you.

It isn’t the most uplifting thing to say about a videogame, I know, but it was the only thing going for me while I played Ratchet and Clank: Quest For Booty.

I hold Ratchet and Clank games in very high regard if you haven’t guessed from the last R&C game I reviewed and this game was not even in the same galaxy, let alone universe.

Quest For Booty. I am disappoint.

First, I made the mistake that everypony on the planet does about “their series,” I had my nostalgia glasses on. There should be a label with those things. “Warning, contents seen through glasses may not and most likely are not as epic as they appear. Wear at your own risk.”

Ain’t that the fucking truth… But let’s get on with it.

First off, I felt like I was playing other games besides the one I bought. The first maybe twenty minutes or so was just your standard R&C game. I was happy with this. I had some huge ridiculous weapons and enemies, pirates in this case, to blow the fuck out of. Good times, right? Right.

Spoiler: The good times don’t last long.

On the next bit I am being shot out of the cannon on to a island by some pirate jackass and forced to help the island folks because story. Believe it or not, this is not the part that upset me. The “Are you fucking kidding me” moment came around when I checked my quick select for my weapons and they weren’t there. There was nothing in the story to address why they were gone except for some half-assed “The Aszurian Sea has taken away with your weapons” bullshit. That was the first strike.

Next came “Which game are you actually playing?” Oh this was a fun game. Not really.  I could have come up with a better name for this, but I was already too pissed off. At the point where you are on the island, I can’t even say that I was playing Ratchet and Clank anymore. I was walking around trying to fix other peoples shit with no weapons in a Ratchet and Clank game. Because, you know, that makes sense.

I felt like I was playing Metroid Prime than anything else. I was essentially Samus before she got the crap slammed out of her by Ridley for the first time. Except I don’t have boobs or a power suit, and instead of Ridley’s tail to downgrade me, I get shot of a cannon onto a shitty island.

Sense my frustration yet?

Even though this game did explain the little story holes there were after Clank was taken they just could have done so much better.

“But how?”

I am glad you asked, Jimmy. They could have actually finished the game.

I can guess what you are thinking. You are thinking that they did finish the game or else I would not have anything to review. And you are partly correct just like this game is partly done. If I had full price for this game, I would more pissed than I was. I never thought Insomniac would try and milk me for money like EA but I guess it has to happen to everyone eventually.

I just never want to go through something like that again.  I know I will though. Well, to sum up

Ratchet and Clank: Quest For Booty – A short quest for a small chest of fool’s gold.

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