MTB: Fractured Soul tried to auto-correct itself to soul-crushing in my word processor, something that can seem oddly appropriate at times when I’m playing it. It is unapologetically retro, demanding that its players not only play well, but play well for long periods of time without a break. Don’t get me wrong, the checkpoint system is more than fair, but this game does not tolerate your complaining or your limp-wristed play style. You knuckle down, learn the awesome dual screen system, and play like your life depends on it, or you go back to playing Disney’s Cars with your three year old nephew; wondering where your life went wrong.
