F.E.A.R. - Extraction Point review

To those unfamiliar with the first-person shooter F.E.A.R., the atmosphere may be unsettlingly supernatural and spooky, but the combat is akin to gun-humping the world. You’ve got a sleek, voluptuous arsenal of maniacal phallic tools, erupting into the night. As your bullets mercilessly pound enemy-flesh, severing torsos, heads, arms and legs, the stray shells wreak equal demolition to your surroundings, crafting a visual symphony. Chunks of plaster, multicolored sparks, glass shards, smoke clouds, clumps of flesh, and blood showers explode at once into a fray of coordinated violence so visceral it seems the developers were trying to translate sex to firearms.