In the trailer, he says his name is not important, just what he's going to do. A lumbering pile of Matrix coats and dreadlocks, assembling weapons to, as you'll see soon, go on a spree. He spouts some bullshit about the world being pointless, a miserable life, one-liners read out like an action blockbuster version of Elephant. "It's time for me to kill, and it's time for me to die," ends the poor man's Rob Zombie.
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They are right about one thing, though. This kind of game isn't in style anymore. Video games equivalent to a dead baby joke have vaporized over the years, as game audiences show more scrutiny to pointless shock-rock and smaller developers pursue things that can go much, much further. Marketplaces like Steam, PSN, XBLA and smart device app store have shown little patience for games in exceptionally poor taste.A conversation about Hatred shouldn't be about censorship in games, but why someone would make something like that in the first place. As their mission statement shows, they know this game will ignite a reaction. It is a game in search of a reaction. It doesn't seem to be much else.We have better, more interesting games that let you go on flights of killing frenzy and don't embody a Slipknot song. I mean, we already have games that embody a Slipknot song. And on top of those we now have Hatred, too.They are right about one thing, though: This kind of game isn't in style anymore