Without meaning, to rip-off, every pun known to man Dusk is a blast to play, albeit, it relishes in its blood-stained barbarism. The sheer, wild nature of its speedy combat creates a potent concoction of carnage when spliced together with the brutality of its brawling.
In short, this nightmarish first-person shooter tips its cap to the classic shoot-to-kill entries of the nineties. It just shows, there is still a market for old-school indie shooters, even when the graphics emulate those of a previous generation.
How to Download Dusk
Dusk can be downloaded from Steam. To start your download, simply click on the Download link located below the game review.
The Game Review: A Bone-Shredder of A Slug-Fest
The Old
Long gone are the glory days, when pioneer shooters reigned supreme. Just think, you would have to cast your mind back quarter of a century, to be part of the Doom effect, and its hostile take-over of the genre.
An era that brought about the emergence of future-franchise greats, for instance, Duke Nukem, Wolfenstein 3D and others of similar pedigree. Fast forward in time, and we see widespread evolution of the genre, with new titles like Half-Life, Hexen and Redneck Rampage enabling us to spray bullets as we have never done before. It’s enough to leave you Quake-in in your boots.
That was then; this is now. We may have come on leaps and bounds since, but still, that doesn’t change the fact that those past FPS slug-fests were a joy to play and continue to be to this day.
… and the New Dusk
So then, it would seem these games were just doomed to the shrapnel scrap-heap, see what I did there… Until now that is. Welcome to Dusk, a modern FPS, developed by David Szymanski. Finally, a game that gives those retro classics the fitting tribute they deserve.
Let’s get down to the nitty-gritty shall we, the bare bones of it, if you like. Backed by a blood-pumping, heavy-metal OST, players come face-to-face with frightening foes, in a quest to discover the origins of Earths underbelly, and what resides within. What’s more, there’s a gambit of guns with which to wreak havoc on the world.
Whether that’s the cut-throat swords and sickles or the bare-faced belligerence of rocket and grenade launchers, either way, vast amounts of crimson drops will be shed. Soon enough, those itchy trigger-fingers become too much of an urge. If Rambo could see you now, he may well share a testimonial tear or two.
Think of the most odd-ball enemies you could ever wish to encounter, now times that by ten and bring them to the boil in a blood-based broth. That is what you have here. Well not quite, but you grasp the picture. I mean, taking out wave after wave of necromancing cultists, loonie soldiers and other vile monstrosities with a revved-up arsenal, now that’s my idea of fun.
