Feathering the Boss’ glides between rooftops, swerving at the exact right time in Insurance Fraud… these things are second nature to me.
Saints Row IV is one of “those games” for me. Volition’s superpowered criminal caper is a personal torchbearer, a testament to how much of my life I’ll give a game if I care about it. The game has hung heavy over every open world title I’ve played since. Why did you spend so much time alone, twiddling your thumbs on an ergonomic piece of plastic?įor 10 years, I haven’t been able to answer that question about Saints Row IV. Now, think about what you were using that game to cope with. Something so familiar that your enjoyment of it now isn’t discovery, but repetition. The way a car handles, how a gun fires, the exact tone a voice actor delivers a line. The one you remember specific streets or buildings in. That game you keep coming back to, no matter how many times you finish it.
