The visuals are clean and serviceable but lack some of the finer details, and who thought it was a good idea to put advertisements in achievement boxes?
It’s the little touches in L4D2 that create an oppressively bleak atmosphere and push the game beyond the realm of just a hyperactive zombie shooting gallery.
Used to be that if you wanted to make a half Basement Jaxx, half Cannibal Corpse playlist, you had to pay to make that freakish vision a reality. No more…
Guitars über alles. As if there wasn’t enough, they recruit Hank Sherman (Mercyful Fate) and Roy Z (who doubles as producer) to pile some solos onto the fire.
Personal, micro-level approach to doom. More akin to the sound of your life draining slowly from your veins on a bed of black roses (histrionics intentional).