I wish I could say I was writing this review of the new Medal of Honor having had first hand game experience but well…let me tell you what happened.
THE GODDAMN THING WAS DELIVERED WHILE I WAS AT IKEA AND MY HUSBAND GOT TO IT FIRST.
So I have spent an entire evening watching Glee while putting together an effing sudoku of an armoire and occasionally wandering into the kitchen for a fresh Diet Coke only to see an inordinately happy young bearded gentleman shooting at taliban-esque peoples and yelling “PWNED” the way it is spelled (PWAWNEEED). Grrrrr.
In light of this really annoying and possibly divorce-producing situation, my review of the new Medal of Honor can only be this: If you are a youngish person with a full face of hair and a penchant for Call of Duty like gaming, then you will enjoy the new edition to the MOH franchise. If, however, you are a person with little to no chance of playing this game in the foreseeable future (or until your bearded counterpart/video game poacher is smothered with a pillow) then this game will make you feel very, very bitter about oh…everything.