
When I first went to sit down with the PSP version of Dante’s Inferno, I made it a personal goal, for the duration of the game, to cast aside my knowledge of and respect for the source material. I knew without doing so, my brain would fall victim to a series of aneurysms that would ultimately lead to my untimely demise.
With my mental preparations set to defend against literature genocide, I dove into hell with really no expectations whatsoever. When I resurfaced, I was damn well pleased with the outcome. Read more… »







