Josh from OWNT.com writes, "There's nothing worse than having an unkempt, overweight slob accompanying you around for hours on end whilst they spew endless streams of shit. Especially when you've been doing him favor after favor after saving-his-ass-from-getting-st omped-six-feet-under-the-ground favor without so much as a peep of complaining. And, oh yeah -- you guys are related, too (unfortunately).
"Even despite essentially being your introductory anchor and guide into the amazing, fabulous and magically-corrupt world of Grand Theft Auto IV, most couldn't help but wish they could simply put a bullet in Roman's head from the outset. And instead just figure everything out on-the-fly from then on out on their own."