Zombie Army 4: Dead War
…trashy fun that is aware of that fact and leans into it, delivering a gore-soaked, bullet-blasting rollercoaster of cheerful carnage.
One of the biggest differences between video games and movies is the way in which sequels are treated. For example, if you were about to watch a film called Zombie Army 4: Dead War, which followed on from the Zombie Army Trilogy, which itself was a spin-off from the Sniper Elite series, you’d be very wary. Likely, that work of entertainment would be of the shonky and lame variety, with minimal budget and maximum bad acting, writing and special effects. However, as Zombie Army 4 is a video game, each iteration tends to improve upon the shonkier aspects of the previous entry, meaning that Dead War – although still as silly as a beatboxing wombat – is the slickest and most engaging entry yet.
The year is 1946, and although Hitler’s been killed yet again, the dead war is far from over. See, while ol’ mate one-ball-bad-hair is out of the picture, the zombies still roam over hill and dale and it’s up to you and three mates to apply a liberal dose of bullets to the European undead.
Although there is a theoretically endless horde mode, Dead War’s jewel in the crown is the story mode, which is powerfully silly but surprisingly enjoyable and varied. Certainly, you’ll be entering a lot of areas, clearing out hordes and capturing objectives, but the enemy variety and level design are such that you’re unlikely to get bored. Weapons are fun, and upgradeable to an extent, which gives you ample reason to keep plowing through zombie bonce and ballbag.
Broadly speaking, what was wrong with the other Zombie Army game still applies here. The animation is a tad janky, the graphics occasionally stutter and there’s a general lack of polish that you’d get from a higher budgeted AAA game. However, Zombie Army 4: Dead War is fast-paced, extremely violent, occasionally quite funny and an absolute hoot with a few smart arse mates. It’s trashy fun that is aware of that fact and leans into it, delivering a gore-soaked, bullet-blasting rollercoaster of cheerful carnage.