First of all, as the name Redneck Rampage would suggest, the setting is outdoor rural America. What's new is the specifics of the game - they're very entertaining. Just as in Doom or Quake, the object is to run frantically through various settings picking off the bad elements before they pick you off, finding new weapons and power-ups along the way. There really is nothing new in the approach Redneck Rampage takes to the first-person shooter. It's the Airplane! of first-person shooters. And that's what you get in Redneck Rampage - a clever spoof of the Doom genre. It's a fact that when a style - in movies, music, art, video games - has been done long enough that it has grown familiar, the final step is into satire. But the game itself doesn't do much to push the genre forward, doesn't do anything new to speak of. In Redneck Rampage your mission is to free the back roads of the American Deep South, which, as Bubba and Skeeter indicated, have fallen into the clutches of some ugly green 'furriners' - aliens that is, lizard folk.įrom a story standpoint, Redneck represents a new twist on an aging genre - an infectious twist, too: I defy anyone to play Redneck Rampage for even a few minutes and not step away talking like Jed Clampett. You've seen shooters set in dungeons you've fought your way through city streets and the saloons of the Old West. So goes the simple premise of the off-color new first-person shooter, Redneck Rampage, the creation of Xatrix Entertainment. 'Hold onto yer butt, Skeeter, I'm openin' up a can o' whoopass on them boys!' Seems them dang ole space aliens done landed on Buford's farm.' Saterday: Boy I sure so like those toe tapping tunes by that good ol' boy Mojo Nixon.'Look yonder, Bubba.

Mmmm-Hmm!įri-day: Sure am hungry! I just need some good ol' redneck powerups like pork rinds, cow pies and some of my granpappy's moonshine!

Thersday: New ways to destroy stuff! I found over 10 weapons like a crossbow that shoots dynamite-loaded chickens and a slingblade. I still got a darn jack 'o lope stuck in the grill though. I hope those peoples I ran over will be alrite. Winsday: Yeehaw! Got to joyride in a Swamp Buggy and a motorcycle that were both armed to the teeth. I think I even saw the King at the Slurp n' Burp. Toosday: Met new folks like Daisy Mae (she's purty).

But according to my map, we're gonna have to blast our way through jack o' lope farms and a riverboat as well as a brothel (Bubba can't wait) 'fore we get home again. Heck, I don't blame him 'cause there ain't no place like Hickston. Munday: Well, we crash-landed that UFO in the desert and Bubba says he wants to go home.

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