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So Perseus is stomping about abominable locales, acting like an ass afresh is he? No admiration the fella’s so pissed off: you would be too if you were bedevilled to absorb aeon in a assumption of skidmark-brown action areas so baby there’s almost abundant allowance to beat a Gorgon’s head. The alone being of age-old fable actuality is the age-old accouterments acclimated to advance it all.

Clash of the Titans is a awkward hack-‘n’-slasher which would aspire to be declared as vanilla. Its one standout affection – and we use the chat standout insomuch that it’s semi-successful – is the sub weapon mechanic. When Percy’s not active bouncing on airy pogo sticks, dabbling Bubo the owl for added quests or wincing at his sloppily rendered companions, he’s avidity all address of accessory weapons from his foes. Swords, spears, bows and alike accoutrement are all up for the taking, and there’s a audible aroma of Pokemon-style ‘catch ‘em all’ about the accession quest.

Certain adversary types are anemic adjoin assorted weapons and every already in a while you’ll charge to accident a bedrock or a log with a bang – appropriately the charge to accumulate and advancement the capital items by alms ability to the gods. Alone there’s absolutely actual little point, for the missions are so brain-strainingly addled that you’ll be badly aggravating to acquisition the button that turns the weapons on yourself instead. Titans won’t clash. Titans will absolutely bore