It starts so well. Production values that crush the boundaries of what's possible in an XBLA game. A big, muscular angry man hacking other muscular angry men into pieces. Huge, screen-filling Cyclops. Witches who turn into Ravens. Which made me think the following: could this be the riotous bit of brainless action sate my digital bloodlust desires? I'm certainly not one to turn my nose up to a bit of shouty meatheaded thudwittery, and Bloodforge was shaping up to be best thing to happen to Celtic lore since Rangers went into administration.
And then came the pain.