Okay, who the hell let the weekend out again? You know what it does! It runs in like a freaking whirlwind of regret and makes me feel like time is passing at least 3x as fast as it should be.
El Presidente is back and ready to rule a tropical paradise once again. It’s amazing to think that this city-building franchise is in its sixth game, yet here I am reviewing Tropico 6. Having enjoyed the previous games I came into this one looking forward to once again controlling a slice of the Caribbean and somehow managing to cock it up in new and inventive ways.
The weekend has returned to seek its vengeance, to right the many wrongs of the world. It has donned a cape and mask, and now sits atop a gargoyle in a stormy night, watching and waiting for its prey. For it is….Bat-Weekend! I have no idea where I’m going with this. Let’s…let’s just get on with it, yeah?