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Game Review: Epoch

     Hey, everyone. I've had a good day, here at the green retreat. I've been playing the new robot game called Epoch. In this action game you are a robot with hi-tech weapons and a yen for destruction. You have come into a futuristic world, tasked from 'birth' with finding and protecting a slick looking princess. She is in a tower, we have that Intel, and we must wade through a plethora of enemy robots with attitudes that seem to indicate that they have migraine headaches. Not to make light of migraines, because I know some folks who suffer from them.
      Let's start with the base line data. This game is one of the most visually striking games ever put on an I-Pad. It's graphics are powered by the Unreal Tech Engine and they kick buttsky. It weighs in at 246 MB. It costs $5.99 normally but is priced at $2.99 on sale, as we speak.
      This is a shooter game, my favorite genre. Let me say up front that if you are expecting the depth and involvement of Modern Combat 3 or Shadowgun, you will likely be a bit disappointed. That sounds a bit harsh so let me expound on it. You tap on the enemy robots to target them, which takes the aiming out of the equation. I like the aiming part of the shooter games because it gives me a feeling that my skill is a factor. (What little I have) So this is a minus for me. I don't mind the aim assist, like Modern Combat 3, because you still have the deal where you leave one target, hit the scope, swivel to the new victim etc. Epoch is a bit like leaving the straight shift, 1955 Chevrolet and driving the 1969 Camaro with the automatic transmission. It's not like it isn't fun, or cool, but it is not the same.
     Allow me a further example. This game is that beautiful woman who rocks your eyes. Her less visually stunning friend may well rock your world. Is this game worth the price of $2.99? Heck, yeah. Is it worth the regular price of $5.99? Yes. Is it quite on a par with games like 9MM, Nova 2, Modern Combat 2 or 3, Shadowgun or those 5 star doozies we brag about to our friends? No, but this is a solid game.
     I forgot to mention the gameplay on this. Your robot person does flips back and forth,from side to side, to escape the barrage of enemy fire. He can also duck down behind fragments of the nuked cityscape to which he is native. There is no wandering around, checking out the sights or following one of those Gameloft directional arrows. You get some cool power-ups, like guided missiles and grenades, which level the playing field with the superior numbers of the bad guys.
     I'd like to thank my reader, Shadowgun APK for his comments on the Shadowgun Posts. I appreciate it.
    Hey, try a freebie called Draw. It's a western themed shooter that is a bit of fun. Also, a game called Zombie Gunship is free right now. It is normally $1.99, I believe. I didn't buy it previously because it is all black and white, not visually stunning, like that lady that hangs out with the Prom Queen. In this game you are a gunner on a AC-130, tasked with killing Zombies and not killing fleeing humans as they try to reach the safety of a bunker. There are power-ups, weapon upgrades and the like. It's a good game. Especially for free.
    Duty calls. Adios!
From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
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