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Mass Effect: Infiltrator

    Hey, everyone. I was wanting a new game to highlight the Retina Display of the New I-Pad and I wavered between Mass Effect Infiltrator and Infinity Blade 2. Since I don't really like sword-fighting games I chose ME: Infiltrator. It is a stout $6.99 and still has in-apps, which is irritating.
    This game is almost a shock when you fire it up. Not so much on the cut-screen video, like some games, but the game itself, with the retina display, is a jaw-dropper. I was trying to take screen shots of my 'avatar' as he blasts guys and it was getting me killed in battle. He would throw some sort of Ion Grenade, which would blow the enemy into the air. Then, as he was in the air, you tap him to target him again and your guy shoots him before he hits the ground. Really cool looking.
    My co-pilot assassin, Carley, was watching me get my butt handed to me and suggested that I place my blue circle of a target reticule inside the red circle on the bad guys faces. This resulted in a more effective shot and I began to wade through my adversaries with elan.
    I saw a bunch of reviews on the app store from folks who didn't like the controls on this game. They seem to work okay but I would prefer to aim and shoot, like most war games. This game has you tap a target and the dude attacks him. You can, and should, shift the aiming reticule as mentioned previously.
    I'm in the very early stages of this game but I had promised another post this weekend and thought I'd chat about it. This game is over a half a Gig in size. I don't know how deep (long) that will be after seeing the beautiful graphics, but it should be pretty lengthy. Let me say that the graphics on this are better than Shadowgun.
     You can vault over barriers, like Shadowgun. You can switch weapons and you also have a cloaking device, which is only available for brief periods. The shotgun in this game is some sort of souped up deal, far more powerful than the shotgun in Nova and Nova 2. It has an energy blast that makes bad guys sizzle and fall dead.
      You also have a sidekick who chats with you over an ear piece, like Shadowgun. I like Sarah's voice better, though. Don't you think she was hot for a droid? Anyway, you are, like, some sort of Space Marine with a grumpy attitude who is tasked with mayhem on an icy planet. The actual story, from the app store description, is a little confusing. I gather that you are Randal Ezno, a Cerberus agent gone rogue. Your boss, Shepard, is a little nuts and you finally rebel against him. Then you battle on an alien base with the hope of taking the guy's research back to your former bosses. Sounds like Shadowgun, as well.
    As you go along, you can upgrade your gear, weapons, armor and biotic powers. Here's hoping that I don't get stuck on this game, like so many others. I also hope that I can enjoy it and advance without the crutch of in-apps. As I've said many times, I am not good at games.
   This game is by EA, the creators of Dead Space. I didn't like Dead Space because it was hard to get started on. But even I can function okay, at least so far, with Mass Effect Infiltrator. I'll update you on this game as I have more time to play it. So far, so good.
    From the gamer's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
P.S. It takes much longer to upload a Retina Display Picture to the blog than a normal one. Which figures.
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