Wot I Think: Mortal Kombat 11
It’s got blood and you punch people. There, review over.
I sometimes wish this job was as straightforward as that. Mortal Kombat 11 is a biff ‘em up of brutal strength and quick reflexes. It has a bin lorry’s worth of microtransaction trash heaped on top of it, the PC version is lagging behind the console version as regards patches, and it was made at a studio recently criticised for its poor working conditions. There’s also an excellent fighting game underneath all that. And knowing all this, I’m supposed to tell you whether its worth spending your paypacket on it, so you can pester other humans with fireballs from the far end of a fighting pit. I’m supposed to do that, from inside this laundry drum of hot takes and player anger. But all I can hear is my mother’s old adage, whispering to me from across the years. “Brendan,” she said. “There is no ethical konsumption under kapitalism.”