It's as basic as first-person shooting gets, with 11 campaign missions that involve little more than jogging from point A to point B, grabbing ammo, picking up armour and pressing buttons to open doors along the way. This certainly isn't a game that aims to shake things up. Dog tags and audio logs are the predictable collectables, but they're not enough to encourage exploration of some deathly dull locations. They creep through the same ruined passages and abandoned buildings - looking remarkably robust despite being the site of a vast nuclear explosion only a few months earlier - and they encounter the same species of parasitic xenomorphs.
What happens to this second group? Much the same thing. In this direct sequel to the movie, a second platoon of Colonial Marines is sent to check on the fate of the first squad of marines, the ones whose cinema adventure we all know. For all the lunges it makes in the direction of movie authenticity, the game is held back by a stultifying lack of ambition and a game engine that barely works. Those are mere surface details, however, and you only have to play the game for half an hour or so before you start to wish that Gearbox had invested as much time and effort in a stronger game engine and a few fresh ideas. In terms of pandering to fan expectations, Colonial Marines can't be accused to dereliction of duty. That's why the plot - such as it is - is sure to revisit every location, every encounter, that fans will want to relive. That's why the music borrows from James Horner's score, by turns eerie and full of martial urgency. That's why artist Syd Mead was brought back to expand on his original designs. That, it transpires, is the best trick in the arsenal of a game that understands that its success rests not on innovation or polish but on how often it can remind us of a movie made 27 years ago. "Look," Aliens: Colonial Marines is saying. Before the game even starts, you're forced to watch as your virtual hands hold the rifle up and inspect it from every angle. The M41A pulse rifle 10 millimetre with over-and-under 30 millimetre pump action grenade launcher, as so lovingly described by Corporal Dwayne Hicks during an unlikely moment of firearms-assisted flirtation with Ripley in James Cameron's 1986 classic, Aliens.
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