Man, the Dead Rising series has been an evolving experience for me, every new instalment has come at a different big stage of my life. Dead Rising came out when I was 13 still absolutely terrified of horror games, thanks to a Resident Evil 4 prank my cousin decided to pull. Dead Rising 2 came out on my graduating year in High-School, I came close, but still never finished it. I like to think it was because of the constant pressure to find Zombrex, but I haven’t really revisited it yet to find out if it was just me being a total wuss. It’s a new generation of consoles, being a console exclusive again, I’m out of the education roundabout and I’m not a total pansy. So instead of playing a real horror game, here’s Dead Rising 3. A game that gives you the opportunity to make a Dildo cannon, so for childish minded people like me can get a quick giggle when the phalic Projectile gets stuck in some poor Zombie’s posterior.
Dead Rising 3 takes places a few years after Dead Rising 2 in the city of Los Perdidos, so you are once again in a world that is well aware of the Zombie menace and are doing their damn best to treat it. Advancing from simple Zombrex Shots to Zombrex chips, automating the process of halting Zombification. Being chipped has also become law so theoretically, it should be impossible for an Outbreak to occur if people follow the Law.
Surprise, it doesn’t work. You play as Nick Ramos, 72 hours after the outbreak started in Los Perdidos. Nick is a simple guy who just wants to find a way out of the city for himself and his friends. However, Nick and his friends quickly find out that the military has more or less decided to secretly declare martial law for some nefarious purpose. Thus you’re thrown into a tale of survival and conspiracy theories, that George A Romero could have written after one hell of a Saturday night. Dead Rising 3 feels like it’s trying to please everybody, instead of taking it in one focused direction. So they decide to meet halfway with a predictable, boring tale with nonsensical moments that feel like they have no place what so ever.