

Dani, your hero here, is a native Yaran, either a man or a woman (your choice), whose goal is liberating the archipelago from under the boot of a cartoon sociopath.įar Cry 6 is good at what Far Cry games usually do well. If you can credit Far Cry with anything other than its mechanically sound and enjoyable action, it’s the fact that the series ditched its white savior fixation after the atrocious Far Cry 3 and started focusing on characters from the countries and cultures found in the games. You play a guerilla superhero who joins up with the local revolutionaries and immediately becomes their most valued and important member. The Black and Italian actor Giancarlo Esposito, sleepwalking through his latest calm and collected villain routine, is Antón Castillo, a murderous tyrant who exploits the impoverished people of Yara.

This year’s model puts you in a fake Cuba that’s also a fake Haiti, complete with a fake dictator played by a fake Latino.

Shoot, hunt, run through the jungle, all while trying to undermine a charismatic supervillain crafted out of cliches: it’s as formulaic as a Big Mac. What began as a tech showcase with a last-second, half-baked sci-fi story has become a biennial exercise in repetition, an endless cycle of the same chaos in a different jungle, the same appropriation of a different culture, the same game with just enough changes to give credulous preview writers something to fill their column inches with. And even for a business as inherently cynical as entertainment, and as inherently cynical as big budget games, Far Cry is exceptionally cynical.
