Oh, Grand Theft Auto IV, how you never cease to anger me. Oh, I love you, dear, but your full of dents and scratches like one of your in-game cars after a ten minute police chase/jaunt. You vehicle handling leaves a little to be desired, smooth yet bulky, sending me powersliding, or should I say, powerslamming into everything when I try to turn. You gunplay is is like half-a Duke Nukem Forever, working, but only that. WHY CAN'T I CARRY MOLOTOVS AND GRENADES AT THE SAME TIME?!?!?!?! Oh, yeah, and melee? Doesn't even exist. Now, I love the direction the story, themes, setting are going, but heck, you took away my jetpack! What point is there in the dimensionality of Niko's character between his self and his job if his job has no jetpack? And of course, your crowbarred in moral choice system that pops in, like, twice, is meaningless. Making a little bit more of it would have been nice, though I know it's a tall order. 50-Foot tall order. Next up, the friends. I like 'em, but I'd rather be the one choosing when we get to hang out, not Roman calling in every in-game hour wanting burgers or hookers. Finally, I like you a lot, but you have flaws. So there.