Live action trailers are, by default, dumb. We all know it, they all keep making them anyway. But it’s hard to imagine a dumber one that today’s jingoistic bullshitapocalypse for Assassin’s Creed III. It seems to be trying to pitch the game as a brutal look at the oppression of a people, rather than running around inside your own DNA, jumping off trees and murdering people. But to celebrate America’s overwhelming envy for our shiny red coats, surviving Brits can look at the game itself in some GAME stores today. If there are any left.
Get ready to boo at the awful British:
All very silly when the game itself is looking so great.
So redcoats themselves can head along to London Oxford St, Bristol Cribbs Causeway, Newcastle, Nottingham, Manchester Trafford Centre or The Fort Glasgow to a surviving GAME shop, to, er, watch someone play it. You’ll have to be over 18 to do that, which will be interesting to see them try to police. “No, you can’t come in our shop that mostly sells Imagine Babysitter XVIII, we’re watching someone else play a game.”