Gamers are a diverse and extremely opinionated bunch. If you love something with all your heart and soul, we guarantee you that someone else hates it with an equal amount of passion. Chances are good, in fact, that the person who despises your precious favorite is a person you know, like or even trust. Your favorite GamesRadar editor, for example…
We are all guilty of taking game development for granted. Yes, even you, the guy who plays Call of Duty 4 and wonders why co-op wasn’t implemented. As most of us know, development is less magical and more rigorous – terrible deadlines, limited resources and limited manpower – all factor in to creating what we play for the holiday season.
December is always good for a fight. We award our favorite games, mock our least favorites and shout at anybody whose opinion differs from our own. The one thing we can usually all agree on, however, is that gaming has progressed. Gaming has evolved. Right? Not this year.
Does the Studio mode mean you can spend £180 on Guitar Hero World Tour and save yourself a grand on the real thing? We've done a little test to find out by recording the intro to a well known Nirvana song
Last year we compared upstart Rock Band against Guitar Hero III to see which shredded harder, and more importantly, which one shredded properly. Difficulty is one thing, proper note allocation is another, no?
Ladies and gentlemen, we present the runts and rejects of the forces of darkness, the first line of defense for evil. They're kind of a joke. Nonetheless, they stand tall and straight, inches above knee level, and they bop, hop and wiggle towards any nearby heroes.
You’ve heard what you really sound like when playing Rock Band . The spastic clacking of plastic instruments is enough to drive your neighbors insane. So when we recently had the opportunity to see the new drum kit for Guitar Hero: World Tour, we were immediately impressed with how quiet it played. After the demo, we filmed one of the developers wailing away on the kit. Then, back at the office, we filmed ourselves thrashing