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I have 3 MAJOR issues with L.A. Noire (spoilers)

And they have seriously substracted from my enjoyment of the game :(
 
At the start it was great, the faces the clues the interrogations!
Then shit started floating up to the top.
 

1. Mixed Signals

 
Now I have read a lot on these boards already how people are having trouble with interrogations, yada yada ...
Personally interrogations have been mostly going fine for me, a lot of the time I get almost all correct choices, sometimes all correct, sometimes I mess up a lot (usually due to evidence mismatch)
So you say: dude if you are not having a hard time with interrogations, whats your problem?
My problem is twofold: when NPCs send you completely false signals and the liberties of the truth/doubt/lie system
 
Wait wait!
I know what a lot of people will say: "well some NPCs are crafty and trick you on purpose"
Or: "doubt is just you putting pressure on them without evidence"
There are really 2 seperate problems here that honestly by themselves would not have been an issue for me at all if they did not multiply one another.

Problem A:

NPC will be fidgety as fuck, swallowing, glancing to the side. nervous to all hell. And then the correct question turns out to be: TRUTH
Or the same NPC will state everything with utter conviction and belief, never break eye contact and display all oif the traits that other NPCs have when they tell the truth, correct question: DOUBT 

Promblem B:

Truth is not truth, it is interpreted very very liberaly, sometimes you just passively agree with the person, sometimes you ACTUALLY DOUBT them in your statement after choosing truth... fuck me sideways!
Doubt is not doubt, most of the time it's just you being a dick and putting pressure on the person to get them to break, and by god it varies insanely how you do it, sometimes you are gentle as a snowflake when trying to hint that they are not telling everything, other times you are practically verbally beating the person up.

 

Here is the fun part:

An argument can be made that the NPC is a crafty motherfucker OR that: dude you simply read the signals wrong!
However I present to you the case of the Bowling Alley Mechanic that you interview during homicide desk. Why him?
Because his question/answer session allows us to easily see when he was indeed being honest and dishonest.
1. We ask the mechanic a question.
2. He is sweating out of his ass, nervous, evasive.
3. We choose doubt.
4. You go apeshit on him and he clams up. Telling you to basically fuck off.
5. Reload
6. This time we choose TRUTH.
7. Phelps still does not believe him fully and prods for more info.
8. Bowling Mechanic CONFIRMS in his words that he was LYING to us.
9. Truth choice was correct and we get a tick.
 
FUCK YOU.
SERIOUSLY. 
I'm no longer trying to guess what the suspect is actually thinking/knows.
I'm tired of playing the guessing game with the dude who was designing the interrogations.

2. Homicide desk is a JOKE (spoilers)

 
The second time a temporary bartender was mentioned I knew he was the killer.
Third time I saw a bar matchbook, it was confirmed in my mind 100%
And Phelps was still stumbling around like a blind mofo.
 
By second or third case it can already be seen that everytime there is at least 2 suspects.
Suspects leave their bloody tools in their homes.
Both suspects have access to the same rope used in murder.
OH COME THE FUCK ON!
 
While doing the Homicide desk I felt like controlling children playing in the sand, buliding sandcastles.
All evidence was drip fed to your detectives like to vegetables on life suspension.
You were picking breadcrumbs left to you by the nasty old witch.
Enough metaphors?
 
Almost every piece of evidence collected was given to you on purpose by the BD, and your dudes are eating it up.
Sure Phelps voices his doubts at the start of each case, but then proceeds to just go along with the blatant evidence.
 

Cherry on top:

The end of Homicide desk is as unclimactic as it can possibly be.
Phelps is like: "yo we just need to wait and eventually the BD will slip up"
Guess what, BD never slips up.
He just fucking tells you: "yo im in the church come cap my ass"
You go where BD tells you to go like a nice little sheep that you are and cap his ass.
The end.
 
Never in the entire Homicide desk did you actually solve a single murder case.
All of your arrests are a joke and BD might have as well just come to the station to get arrested.
 

3. Liar liar pants on fire!


Every single person you talk to will try to hide info or lie to you at least once.
Why?
Fuck if I know.
Even when the person has nothing real to gain by lying or not telling something to the police investigator, they stil act as if they just want to mess with you, you know for kicks.
Some situations I flat out put down the controller and laughted.
 
1. Landlady allows you to go up the the victims room to investigate.
2. You find a broken window.
3. Ask landlady about the break in.
3. Landlady tells you she doesn't know anything.
4. What the fuck you stupid cunt! You KNOW I have just been upstairs, why why would you lie about the window! You want to protect your reputation you say? I WAS JUST UPSTAIRS WHERE YOU SENT ME AND YOU KNOW THAT I SAW THE BROKEN WINDOW ........................ 
/sigh
 
Oh and pro tip:  Stop lying to me about your shoe size, I don't care how small your dick is.
 

THE END.
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