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Game Review: The Last Man Standing

    Hey, everyone. I bought a game today called The Last Man Standing. This game is made with the Unreal Tech Engine and the graphics are outstanding. When you pay 99 cents for a game with graphics this crisp it is pretty cool. Here's the recipe.
   Far in the future there has come a woeful time. There has been a mutated virus, the sort of problem that has turned most females into zombies. These ladies have destroyed all males with one exception. This dude looks pretty rough and if I could transport myself to this era, I would probably be the best looking guy on earth. Ha, ha.
     Your controller is a non-mutated, non-zombie lady, who is very attractive. She sends you out on missions to kill the undead women. You appear in a foggy forest and face off with wave after wave of these pitiful creatures. Fortunately, you have a Gatling gun and the women have, well, ... let's talk about that.
    As you fight your way through waves of these hapless persons, you get a variety of enemies. They get stronger. Some come out of the mist dragging a heavy duffel bag. (I don't even want to know what's in the bag) Then there are the truly disgusting Pus-Heads. Surely, my eyes deceived me, but it appears they cough up glowing, radioactive crud into their hands and throw it at you. If it hits you, it sizzles and causes you pain. (I'm not kidding). There are also little zombies and a tall drink of water called a blond bomb. She seems to have explosives strapped to her belly but I haven't seen her explode.
    There are also some weird trees with massive spores. The controller tells me that the spores are poison and I should stay away from them. She is insistent and I try to do what she tells me to do, because she is attractive and I am the best looking (only) man on earth. Ha, ha.
    When your character walks, you can hear the gravels crunch under your feet, which I really like. The controller lady will, if you survive a little while, launch a missile attack which kills the remaining zombies. Then you go on to the next wave. She'll also air drop a cache of ammo occasionally.
    One thing I like about this game is, hey, I can actually play it without getting irrevocably stuck. Another thing, I write some Science Fiction, (The Amulet Covenant) and I must say that I like the story behind the game.
    Is this Shadowgun? No, but neither does it cost $8.00. Nor does it make you mad enough to bite a nail. Is it worth 99 cents? Heck, yeah. To me at least. I think that with a few more levels, enemies and the like, this game could be a big money maker. I like it as it is.
   By the way, the first time I played it, on level 7, no zombies came out. It was like I gave a party and nobody came. I went back and started the game over from level one and ran it up to level 10, no problem. That's on my I-Pad 2, which, tomorrow, becomes old news when they announce the I-Pad 3.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
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