Travis Touchdown and the Fire Hell
No More Heroes is fucking nuts. Think Metal Gear Solid, but on meth. You're a video game nerd who buys a lightsaber on eBay, and is trying to become the number one assassin in the world. You save the game by taking a dump in your shithole apartment. There is a pixelated tiger in the corner of the screen that seems to serve no purpose at all. When you kill a guy, blood and money spurt out of his or her dismembered body. You have to recharge your lightsaber by making masturbatory motions with the Wiimote. Should I go on?
The demo for Devil May Cry 4 is... dumb. It might know it's dumb, but it's still written for what seems to be 12 year olds. The giant demon boss at the end assures you that he has conquered fire hell. The combat feels exactly like it did in the last three games, stilted controls and all. Perhaps I've just had enough of throwing guys into the air and juggling them with pistols. Considering I never even finished the first one, skipped the second and only rented the third, that's probably not the reaction Capcom wanted to elicit.