It’s always been one of the key appeals of Grand Theft Auto: regular guy makes good in (semi) regular world. And okay, he may make good in the most violent and psychopathic way possible, but no amount of squashed pedestrians can run over the games’ aspirational nature. And it is here that GTA 5’s greatest triumph lies. This is a glorious and jubilant reminder of the fact that – at their heart – games are supposed to be about having fun, and few, if any, experiences during this entire console generation provide as much pure joy.
When faced with playfulness and creativity of this magnitude, it’s tempting to get caught up in the moment. So before I start writing this from the perspective of a Lum, or my own thumbs, let’s cut to the chase: Ubisoft Montpellier has delivered the best platformer PS3 has seen in years. An artisanal side-scroller full of invention and a Chuck Norris handshake grasp of what makes games fun.