I am a pretender to the throne of Robert Muldoon. Clutching a combat shotgun and stalking the jungles of Eden, I know she’s close. She’s a clever girl.
I have an adoration for dinosaurs that borders on the socially unacceptable. Thus, any game I can get my mitts on that sport a saurian cast in any form — and however tenuous — immediately wrangles a focus undivided. After discussing it with colleagues, we’re shocked and appalled how few dinosaur games there actually are. Like, real dinosaur games, not cameos. There are proxies and shorthand in Monster Hunter and the like, but I don’t need faux-beasts when the fossil records offer up the real deal. Leviathan constructs of tooth and bone and scale and feather.