

It might be sold as a realistic, modern-day strategy game, but the truth of the matter is somewhat different.


With Real War, my deductive nasal senses went on full alert. While this has left me a bitter and twisted wreck unable to partake in even the most ordinary kind of pleasures, it also means I have a nose that can sniff out crap before I so much as step inside my local game store. Whereas most people have their childish enthusiasm and energy slowly eroded by the demands and pressures of adult life, I was actually born a sad, miserable old git with all the passion and joy of a bag of gravel.
