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June 2011

I’m not—

never have been—a fan of first-person shooters (at least in part due to motion sickness). So I’m not necessarily up on the latest news in FPS game-dom, but even I’d heard of the anticipation, and disappointment, the release of Duke Nukem Forever generated.

What I hadn’t realized, however, was just how bad it was. Check out this blistering review of the game:

It’s not racy, it’s not funny, and it makes you feel dirty. Every time I put the controller down, I felt the need to rub my hands on my jeans as if the game were making me physically dirty. It’s like watching your uncle tell racist jokes at Thanksgiving and praying someone has the guts to tell him to cut it out, but this time it’s interactive—and you’re the uncle.

Ouch.