The deeper I have delved into the darkside of Los Angeles, the more unfocused things have become.
With nine cases under my belt, I find myself currently working the Vice Desk. So far, in my career with the LAPD, I have learned:
- All African Americans want to be like Shaft. Now I know that this game takes place in 1947, which is nowhere near 1971’s Shaft, but just hear me out. The African Americans in L.A. Noire are cool kats who enjoy stringing the f-word together in unique and creative ways. They be hustlers yo!
- My police captain, who is Irish, is a foul-mouthed man who enjoys marrying religious imagery with the f-word. He also seems to have a penchant for drinking. Who would have thought?
- Driving at high speeds and narrowly missing other cars is not a way to lose your license. If anything, as long as you don’t scratch the paint, you’re a war hero.
- Perpetrators are going to run. You are going to have to chase after them. End of story.
- If you visit a location once chances are you are going to visit that same location again. The second time you visit though things will fall apart and general chaos will ensue. Trust me.
- Rain makes everything moodier and noir-ish.
- Just when you think you are rid of one foul-mouthed partner, another one comes along. Kind of like real life.
- The City of Los Angeles has always been a seedy place.