With writing like that, how can you not love Max Payne? Remedy’s original bullet-slinger from 2001 had the schlockiest, hardest boiled writing to ever appear in a game. A spreading labyrinth of questions, like a pool of blood spreading on the snow. I was trying to look for the answers, but every gunshot, instead of closure, was just a hole with more questions leaking out. The NYPD was trailing me by the dotted line of empty shell casings that I left behind. Pushed over the edge, I found myself in the cold no-man's land between right and wrong. The bad things came, like a winter storm. A couple of days ago it had all come crashing down.
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