And now that every hero, superhero and comic book game has gone open-world, it's also rather refreshing to come across a linear, level-by-level hackandslash. When it comes to the last guy in the room, the game goes into slow motion so you can savour the carnage. By comparison, the counters, throws and dodge-based reversals are relatively benign: all you do is break arms at the elbow and impale enemies on standing spikes, eagerly identified by the game's kill-them-with-this! feral sniffovision filter.
Your basic light and heavy attacks are a merciless whirlwind the charged Rage attacks, which unlock at intervals when you level up, are spinning adamantium tops and flying Sideous drill assaults ground strikes are repeated stab attacks to the face and chest.
The combat system isn't so much geared towards ultraviolence as avoiding restraint. This is Wolverine at his most bone-splittingly, limb-severingly diabolical. When one of his captors thinks he's dead a third of the way through and mocks him, lifting up his hanging head by the hair to pose for a picture, he gets a claw through his neck and face. He cuts off legs and arms, and when he's not cutting off heads, he's rending them to slush. From the very first cut-scene onwards, Hugh Jackman's Logan rips people apart. That's because Raven's Wolverine isn't just a bit violent it's relentlessly, unapologetically, 18-rated vicious. And then you'll have to wait six more years to go home and play the game. If you're 12 years old, you can go and see the film in the UK. You can't send the kids to see a film and then miss out on selling them the merchandise. These days, games based on films can go a lot of ways, but if there is one constant - one inviolable law of adaptation - it's that they agree on age ratings.
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