Unlike some other Call of Duty games, which take place in countries like Totallymadeupstan and Fictionstralia, Modern Warfare 2 is set during a lover’s tiff between the US and Russia. You’re just going through the motions, grinding until you hit the welcome relief of the rolling credits. It does everything in its power to make the story feel utterly irrelevant to the carnage being wrought by your hands. The irony of Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 is that it seeks to set out a conspiratorial, Fredrick Forsyth-style backdrop, but instead gives you the kind of meandering, chest-thumpingly jingoistic dollar-store narrative you’d expect from a Dolph Lundgren VHS. Instead, you’re left to chew over a wildly disconnected story that awkwardly jerks you across disparate narratives, as you shoot and maim yourself to.
But the remastered version of Modern Warfare 2 has no such saving grace. And the game-buying public has always been content to look the other way, thanks to the various well-received multiplayer modes. Traditionally, Call of Duty titles has suffered one major Achilles heel: a weak campaign mode. Sure, it’d certainly dampen the suspense, but at least it’d elevate the feeling that you are doing something for some concrete reason. I almost wish Infinity Ward did something similar when it remastered Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2.Ĭrouch down. Put down the Special Brew, it’s ten in the morning. Do you remember the old Colin McRae Rally games? Do you remember how your co-pilot would pepper your ear every five seconds with instructions? Go right.
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