Westy at GameSpew writes: "It never ends well for aliens in games, does it? Regardless of where they’re from or how advanced they are in comparison to us, they always end up staring down the protagonist’s barrel or twitching under their mighty boot.
Except in Angus Hates Aliens, where it’s a stereotypical redneck farmer complete with a trucker cap and a white vest who was abducted from his farm. “I guess my minions weren’t enough!” the supreme leader quips, flying off in a 50’s-era saucer, whilst you restock from an A-Team styled van. Make no mistake; this is not a straight-faced game."