Kane and Lynch in... Kane & Lynch 2
Kane & Lynch has always been a grim, gritty, grimy, and altogether greasy series. Unlikeable ‘heroes’, wanton, misanthropic violence, and men with receding mullets. It could not get more foul. Unfortunately, IO Interactive refused to believe that universally self-evident fact, and so decided to scale things up quite radically part-way through the second game.
How radically? The escalation of unpleasantness follows roughly the same arc that saw World War One start with bolt-action rifles and WW2 end with a nuke. At one point, the flaccid, middle-aged flesh-lumps that the game calls protagonists are stripped naked and tortured with Stanley knives. Upon their escape, we’re treated (oh lucky us!) to a whole sequence in which we control the still entirely-exposed, bleeding leads, bobbling round like sweaty, earthbound meat-balloons. Their dangling, bloody junk is mercifully pixellated out, but by that point the courtesy is merely akin to sprinkling cinnamon on a turd sandwich.