Zombies‘ slogan is “Smash all the things.” And while its central conceit – a world in which hordes of already zombie-like business folk up and transformed into actual undead hordes – is depicted in entertainingly tongue-poking-through-rotten-hole-in-cheek fashion, it takes the smashing of things quite seriously. The number of things that can be smashed is tallied at the start of each level, and then you’re told exactly how many things you smashed at the end. And goodness, does smashing ever feel nice. The shotgun, for instance, immerses my most base of senses in a gooey pink hot tub of Hotline Miami, and I don’t mind that one teensy little bit.
