My wife and I recently finished playing through Detroit: Become Human together. By the time the credits rolled:
Connor might as well be dead.
Kara made it across the finish line, alone.
Alice’s abusive father was given closure.
Decisions, slight choice variations, gave us a super sad ending. Our ending was so bad, that as the credits rolled, Tabitha and I were on Youtube watching other endings. I’m not sure I have ever done that for any other game.
Director David Cage likes to swing for the fences with his games. In Detroit: Become Human, I think he finally pieced together a coherent world with an unrelenting storyline. A story that grabbed my wife and I from the beginning… and didn’t let go. Detroit was the perfect summer game.
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The feeling of real consequence.
The branching choice paths/story variations.
Playing through the game with my wife. Our late night conversations about the story.
Alice being given closure when her abusive dad shows up at the bus terminal (no, I didn’t kill him in the beginning).
Kara making it to freedom.
Hillary Clinton is President in Detroit: Become Human
The language. I felt like the f-word was used as emotional shorthand.
How much I was made to dislike humanity. Humans are gross pigs! Only towards the end of the game were one or two humans given a chance to shine.
Markus dying. I should have retreated from the police versus sacrificing Markus. Markus held Jericho together; he was the glue. Without Markus, the option for peace was removed and violence became the end game with new leader North.
Alice dying. The foreshadowing that the river crossing into Canada being treacherous was true. Bullets kill androids too.
Freedom. Equality. The end of slavery for androids everywhere. In the closing moments of Detroit: Become Human, I was presented with two choices:
Suicide – In Detroit’s case, this equaled one last defiant act of freedom.
Slavery – Become a puppet leader, to an evil corporation, used to control the newly freed androids.
After spending hours with Connor, I struggled with these two choices. There was no way I was going to choose suicide… so I forever imprisoned Connor to his corporate masters. Tabitha looked at me, “Bryan!” I immediately wished I could go back and change that choice. Death was a better decision than eternal slavery. Instead, I let my human emotions enslave a person and a people. So much for all their blue blood spilled.