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Edel Dieringer
The only "Devil May Cry" games I've played are "Devil May Cry 3: Dante's Awakening" and the newer "DmC: Devil May Cry" reboot. So, considering the anticipated March release of "Devil May Cry 5," I figured it was as good as time as any to pick up the "Devil May Cry HD Collection," released last year for the PlayStation 4, Xbox One and PC. Man, did I grab the sword by both ends with that decision.
Perhaps I've been spoiled lately with remakes and remasters of fantastic older games, like "Shadow of the Colossus," "Yakuza" and "Assassin's Creed: The Ezio Collection," which were handled with care in their own way, either being scaled up visually and with modern-day adjustments being added or rebuilt from the ground up. But this "high-definition" version of the first three "Devil May Cry" games is nothing more than a lazy, disappointing port of the PlayStation 3 and Xbox 360 versions of the games.
But I'll give the collection this much: If you're looking to get back into the fray with protagonist Dante and his nonsensical demonic adventures before the release of "DMC V," it'll at least give you the option to do so on current-generation consoles.
Let's be upfront: Visually, none of the games has aged well, though the series does improve the later in the series you go. But if you were expecting a true remaster, you're going to be sorely disappointed. It's quite jarring to being fighting a boss amid OK graphics, win your battle and then be forced to watch terrible 4:3 ratio videos that look like they were pulled from a dying VHS tape.
Everything, particularly in the first "DMC," just looks awful. It's abundantly clear Capcom priced the collection as high as it thought it could get away while doing the least amount of work possible. You do get 1080p graphics and a steady 60 frames-per-second, but almost nothing else.
I'm not blaming the games. Very few games for 2001 look good today, no matter how much you may love them. (I love me some "Final Fantasy VII," but you won't hear me defending its aged graphics.) But I did expect something more than an explosion of low-resolution textures and anachronistic camera controls that made me want to throw my controller at my TV. There's really nothing more infuriating than having to jump up a building again because you missed the last jump due to a sudden hard camera cut.
It's not really worth getting into the plot of any of these games (though, if you'd like to check out individual reviews with more detail, you can do so at silverscreeningreview.com) because the plot doesn't really matter, especially in "DMC 2," in which I still don't understand what happened.
It's all about the style and weapon slingin' for our guy Dante. And for whatever flaws the collection has, its has plenty of style. The first and third "DMC" games stand out with their take on a brooding, baroque world in which demons cause mayhem and chaos. The mix of sword play and gun play creates ample opportunity to develop your own demon-slaying style. Combine that with lightning-quick pacing across the board, and you have a chaotic blast of fun. (Each game is super short, through there's some replay value if you want to take on harder difficulties.)
"Devil May Cry 3" is my personal favorite of the bunch, going all-out in its kinetic frenzy. Its set pieces still wow all these years later, and I continue to be a fan of the impressive boss battles in that game.
And Dante still is somehow the coolest, dorkiest demon hunter known to man. That slick red trenchcoat is stylish as can be, but all his silly one-liners just make you want to cringe. (OK, so maybe Dante isn't all that cool, but he was back when I was a kid!)
The second "DMC," however, stuns with its fall from grace, and no amount of visual upscaling is going to fix that. The fact that I played both character sequences of that game and still find myself scratching my head in sheer confusion speaks volumes. Plus, I fought an "infected" helicopter. What am I supposed to do against that?
In the end, I have to say this about the "Devil May Cry HD Collection": I did learn a few things about the series, and it gave a chance to actually play the first two games myself as I wait for the release of "Devil May Cry 5." (I had heard that the first "DMC" was supposed to be "Resident Evil 4" before it became its own game, but I didn't realize how true that was until I found myself escaping an exploding island with a woman in two in an underground tunnel on a water-skimming vehicle.)
It's a shame more work wasn't put into this collection to make the best use of the current-gen consoles it's running; some newer character models and true high-definition graphics would have done wonders. It was enjoyable to make my way through Dante's story (not including "Devil May Cry 4"), and there's something to be said about experiencing the train wreck that was "DMC 2" firsthand. But, with the lack of effort put into this collection, particularly in regards to graphics, I find it hard to recommend it to most anyone. Still, I feel like I put in the time for "Devil May Cry 5," and I have a little bit better of an understand of our protagonist. Here's hoping his next adventure is as stylish as he is.
Or, put another way, he could be an aggrannoying little devil. This term derives from a combination of aggravating and annoying and my mother occasionally used it when I tested her patience. It's the perfect description of Javed if you were an opponent.
I only played against Javed in the 1978-79 season when he was with the World XI during Kerry Packer's World Series Cricket. He would annoy you by throwing his hands in the air even when you middled a shot. And when he was batting, he'd try and entice opponents into a shy at the stumps by continuing to stand out of his crease even when the ball was fielded. To make matters worse it was all done with an impish grin on his face.
At first I put his actions down to youthful cockiness. However, I changed my mind while batting in a match at the Gabba. When I looked around the field before facing up, Javed was standing about three metres behind square leg. I clipped the next ball just in front of square leg and, thinking the area was vacant, called for a run. My partner sent me back, which saved a certain run-out as Javed had moved in with the bowler at an angle and finished in front of square leg by the time the ball was delivered.
That made me realise Javed was a very thoughtful cricketer, forever plotting the downfall of opposing batsmen. Once you came to that realisation, Javed ceased to be a smart alec and was simply just another highly competitive cricketer, not half as annoying on the field, and quite lively company off it.
Javed really got under the skin of Australian cricketers in 1979, at the MCG. He ran out Rodney Hogg, who had moved out of his crease to do some gardening. Hogg smashed down his stumps before departing and, in Australian eyes, Javed's reputation for sportsmanship was as low as the shooters for which the MCG was famous at the time.
However, it's illuminating to read Imran Khan's response to his team-mate's actions, in his autobiography, All Round View. "I thought it was very funny," writes Imran, "because Javed was brought up in the highly competitive street cricket in which this sort of thing was commonplace - every rule [sic] in the book was stretched to get people out. Fielders would tell a batsman he'd dropped something on the pitch, and when he went to retrieve it they'd run him out
In 1981, Javed tangled with Dennis Lillee mid-pitch at the WACA. Javed had tormented Lillee by deliberately standing out of his crease. Dennis, never one to knock back a challenge, tried to run Javed out each time he fielded the ball.
After a few unsuccessful attempts, Lillee changed tack, literally, and moved off his line in his follow-through. Inevitably there was a collision and this degenerated when Lillee gave the batsman a light kick on the back of the leg. Javed retaliated by threatening to clout him on the head with the bat, while in the middle was umpire Tony Crafter, trying to calm the warring factions. This incident typifies Javed; he didn't seek soft targets.
Javed was highly critical of the absurd 1987 law on short-pitched deliveries, where, if they passed above the batsman's shoulder, it was called a no-ball. Javed expressed his opposition to the law prior to a one-day match against West Indies at the WACA, where their fearsome fast bowlers were capable of producing shoulder-high deliveries every ball. Javed was not the sort of batsman who wanted a favour from the laws. He strode to the crease expecting to earn every run.
Javed even had the nerve to challenge an Indian legend. Sunil Gavaskar confirmed this when I asked if he ever picked the ball up while batting. "No," he replied, "I didn't. But every now and again when we played Pakistan, I'd bend down and pick a bit of grass from right next to the ball. That would get two players in the opposition excited," he chuckled.
The one black mark on his record was his failure to unite the Pakistan team while he was in charge. His captaincy record is littered with the refuse of responsibility. At different times he was sacked by the selectors, handed in his resignation and was even overthrown by his own players. He never sulked, or offered less than his best for whoever was captain. As Javed explained, "I am a fierce competitor and a proud Pakistani."
Despite the rejections and reversals he was an excellent limited-overs captain. In Australia on the 1981-82 tour he manufactured a victory at Adelaide Oval after his side had been bowled out by West Indies for 140. He nearly produced a second miracle at the Gabba when, chasing 107 for victory, the ninth West Indies wicket fell at 105. Both performances were examples of Javed's imaginative captaincy and fierce desire to fight every inch of the way.
When his mind wasn't occupied by captaincy he found other ways to amuse himself. In the 1992 World Cup, Javed's mickey-taking impersonation of Indian keeper Kiran More appealing at the SCG was one of the most amusing interludes of the tournament.
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