I just came back to this forum after not thinking about Mass Effect for almost a year or something, and it just occured to me how I looked at each particular game when I was first playing them. First things first I hated the ending of ME3 after seeing all the elaborate threads and plothole digging in here. I was somewhere in the middle when I beat it, but actually seeing how everyone agreed it was bad made me think to myself: This is actually bad.
But that aside I still remember playing this game for the first time when I was really hyped and had played through 1 and 2 about 5 times prior to it.
Simply put. I hated it. Throughout the whole game I had what felt like a lump in my throat and I just felt like I wasn't enjoying it. It was really, really emotionally painful to play it like that because I really did want to love this game. There were just so many things that alienated me and annoyed me. 1 was that I felt like it was just a bad continuation of where ME2 left off in Arrival. The Intro scene had so many forced emotions and Mars was barely any better.
Of course I smiled when I saw returning characters appear but somehow it wasn't the same. They were often out of character and so was Shepard. I really think the whole deal about changing Shepard for the last entry to be more human was a terrible idea. They should've reaffirmed how things used to be instead, like ME2 payed a lot of respect to ME2 even if it did break out of some traditional elements. I just didn't like the Broshep approach to his character. As a guy from Denmark, I couldn't relate to all his american proverbs or slang that he suddently had. It was just alienating.
I don't even need to say anything about Autodialogue. It was so bad and it's been discussed over and over. Bioware, change it back for future games please.
Then of course there was the overarching story. There's way too much for me to write here, so i'm not doing all that. Let's just say I though the whole premise of ME3 was a completely wrong direction.
Overall, playing ME3 for me was like watching your favorite car model just slip on the road and crash into everything and get bumps and bulges all over it, and afterwards it just exploded. There was nothing left and nothing encouraging you to scrape cash together for a new one.





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