One of the first open-world games I explored in 2016 took place during the Stone Age. I embodied one of history’s first sophisticated humans, trucking across the hills and plains on the back of a saber-toothed tiger with a spear in my hand and a gleam in my eye. I also became an owl and dive-bombed other cavemen sometimes. And that wasn’t even the obligatory drug-fueled hallucination part.
Far Cry Primal provided a great escape into a simpler time where great debates were solved by tying sharp rocks to sticks and being the last conscious being standing. The world was my playground, the beasts were my pets, but the prehistoric drugs were for everybody. That’s because there were no laws or police. It was likely pure chaos. Thanks for discovering fire, Far Cry Primal.
Throughout January, the Games of 2016 will lead the way towards The 2016 Grimmys - Horrible Night's Games of the Year Awards.