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Max Payne 2 Gets Love Life, New Face

Posted by simoniker on from the gritty-streets-of-helsinki dept.

Thanks to an anonymous reader for pointing to two separate stories at the Max Payne Headquarters, which firstly has brand-new information on the recently-announced Max Payne 2: The Fall Of Max Payne from a PC Zone preview, with lead writer Sam Lake saying of Max: "..we're taking a big risk by putting him in a love story this time around." Also new are some good-looking, magazine-leaked screenshots, complete with Scott Miller of 3D Realms commenting on why Sam Lake's face wasn't used for Max's likeness as it was for the first game ("The original game used Remedy developers, family and friends for faces... we all like Sam Lake better as Max.. [but] he doesn't have time to fly to New York to take part in the photo sessions.")

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  1. No time for pictures? by mhesseltine · · Score: 4, Insightful
    he doesn't have time to fly to New York to take part in the photo sessions.

    They don't have photographers where he is? They haven't heard of Fedex, UPS, USPS, or, if digital, email, ftp?

    This seems like a really lame excuse to me. Anyone with more insight?

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  2. The new look by pommaq · · Score: 4, Insightful

    I can deal with Max not looking like Sam Lake anymore. But THIS guy?? He looks like an insurance broker. Or maybe an accountant. In fact, for some reason he reminds me of Buddy Kane, the king of real estate. I'm severely disappointed!
    As Max himself would have said it:
    The cheap cologne came off him in waves, rolling at you like the sea on a sun-baked beach in Mexico. Difference is, they don't give you a drink at a place like this. No little umbrellas. No life guard on duty. Just you, the accountant, and a sea of cologne.

  3. Love at first shot by wynterwynd · · Score: 5, Funny

    Max Payne love story?? I can see it now:

    The scent of her hit me like a sack full of kittens. I felt heady just standing by her, clinging to her like a rock in a hurricane of desire. My hand brushed her side, slippery smooth, butter on silk. My heart pumped a techno beat as I lifted her into my arms and carried her across the threshhold. Other men couldn't see what I saw in her, they just saw an AR15 assalt rifle, I saw my Sheila.

    Wynter

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