Like a rollercoaster edging towards the apex of its drop, Saints Row peaked with part three, and although we were very much still just as enthralled with four to stay in the car for the beginning of the downward slope, Gat out of Hell just goes that little bit too far into the ludicrous for it to keep the company of its predecessors. Gone is the custom character you'd come to craft and love, and in are both Johnny Gat and Kinzie as male and female options respectively. Gameplay remains almost exactly the same as Saints IV, with the story taking you into Hell itself in an attempt to retrieve the main character from the two previous games. The main problem wasn't necessarily the increasingly outright stupid tone, but the execution of it. Superpowers continue to break the game as the framerate creaks underneath, the world itself is way too similar to the Steelport we've been experiencing for years, and although its heart is in the right place when it comes to awesome references, this sadly felt too much like a DLC pack strung out into a fully priced product.
