#Enter the gungeon heart bottle movie#

As you die, certain things remain consistent, like NPCs rescued in your travels or guns you’ve unlocked the opportunity to find in your playthroughs. Death is as much a means to an end as the bullets from the up to 200 guns you can find as you travel deeper into this 2nd Amendment shrine. In fact, your first five hours with this game will most likely see you dying upon every reveal of a new enemy type, new floor trap, or new boss. Though you move quickly and can eponymously dodgeroll to avoid the myriad threats mobilized to stop your descent, no level of responsiveness or refinement of controls will stop your from meeting your sudden and certain end. When you fill the shoes of one of these gungeoneers – be it the Dredd doppleganging Marine, the scorned Convict – and take your first steps into the dusty death trap, not much time will pass before you’re swearing at yourself. With respect to the delicate attention taken to inject Woo’s real-life influences to create complex and nuanced characters, we’re here for the rail-sliding and shotgun twirling. Like Inspector Tequila’s drama with the Hoi Triad, it’s really just a means to a trigger-pulling end. There is a story revolving around a handful of wayward warriors who have found themselves in the shadow of the fabled Gungeon in hopes to shoot their way to the ultimate prize: a gun which can kill the past.

#Enter the gungeon heart bottle movie#

As that movie is elevated through history on the back of its incredible cinematography and stunt choreography, Gungeon peeks its head noticeably over the crowd of twin stick shooters and roguelites by choosing the absurdist approach.

It’s easy to scour the games industry to pinpoint the most logical influences for a game like Enter the Gungeon, but it’s not unreasonable to say that Dodge Roll’s shooting gallery would never have happened without Hard Boiled. But John Woo succumbed to his primal nature almost immediately, because some men are just put on this Earth to make epic 20 minute gunfights. And we’re all better for it, because in 1992 one of the best examples of America’s unyielding fascination with guns came overseas and changed the way we romanticize the gunfight. Tequila was decidedly a self-styled anti-hero, looking for his particular brand of justice in places far across the acceptable “line” and drowning the guilt of his transgressions in a bottle. He wanted Chow Yun Fat’s Inspector Tequila to invoke more Harry Callahan ( Dirty Harry) and less Mark Lee ( A Better Tomorrow). Woo, fresh off the the director’s chair of other genre notables The Killer, Bullet in the Head, and Once a Thief, wanted to make a compelling action drama that glorified the right side of the law.

John Woo’s seminal police drama, Hard Boiled, was never supposed to be gaudy meditation on stylistic over-violence that it’s become legendary for.