Don’t get me wrong, the story is a classic gangland epic. But the moment you find a jetpack or a dune buggy, the plot takes a back seat. Suddenly, you’re a vigilante in a police car, busting perps.
Or you’re a paramedic running people over in the ambulance (oops, sorry, sir). Or you’re a fireman. Or you’re spraying tag over your rival’s territory. The game is a sandbox of distractions.
You start the game as a gangster. You end it as a multifaceted criminal entrepreneur who also delivers pizzas. That’s career growth, baby.
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The Music Never Gets Old
Switch between Radio Los Santos (gangsta rap) and K-Jah West (reggae). You’ll hear Tupac, Dr. Dre, and then suddenly, some British new wave. It’s a wild mix.
The talk radio station, WCTR, is a masterpiece of satire. You can listen to a guy complain about the government while driving a stolen fighter jet. It’s almost too real now.
I’d argue the soundtrack is the soul of the game. It makes driving through the desert at midnight feel like a cinema masterpiece, even if you’re on a motorcycle with a police helicopter chasing you.
