Next to it are a brass bankers lamp and black leather executive chair, and to the left of that is an open-mouthed alligator’s head. As I enter his den I’m greeted by a raccoon posed on a varnished oak desk.
Irons has a particular interest in taxidermy and displays his trophies around his office so you can’t escape them no matter where you turn.
And this leads her through Irons’ repugnant office. This leaves Claire no choice but to search the nearby Raccoon City Police Station for a means to go after him. Within seconds of his arrival, Irons kidnaps Claire’s companion, the 12-year-old Sherry, and runs off with her at gunpoint – blocking my pursuit by slamming down a metal shutter. I first meet Irons in an underground car park while playing as Resident Evil 2’s second protagonist, Claire Redfield. How Ada manages to do it all while contending with five-inch-high footwear is beyond me.Ĭapcom is infusing the Resident Evil 2 remake with the type of horror that elevated Resident Evil 7 This proves difficult, as to hack I must keep my aim steady on a distant target while the Tyrant is in dogged pursuit. Ada’s as fierce and in charge as she should be in the remake – who else could turn streams of sewage into a high fashion catwalk? It’s not all retreading old ground, though, as Ada has a hacking tool this time round and can use it to bypass certain barriers throughout the underworld. I first encounter the Tyrant while playing as Ada, who’s wearing the red dress fans will recognise, strutting through the wet muck of Raccoon City’s sewers in high heels. He just marches up to you, and if you don’t move, you die. He doesn’t need to run or leap or dodge bullets as nothing can stop the Tyrant. He’s a kid’s drawing of a muscle man: all sharp corners and taut limbs, essentially a walking fridge freezer, massive in size and capable of punching through solid walls. In the 1998 game, the Tyrant in a trenchcoat – otherwise known as Mr. Here he comes – a seven foot tall oblong of fright.įor all the efforts that have been made to ensure the Resident Evil 2 remake looks better and runs smoother than the original, there’s one rigidity that has mercifully been left in. Fists will fly into faces, crashing with horrendous impact, hurling spit and teeth and blood through the air. Heavy boots split floorboards as they stomp to a relentless beat. The Tyrant is coming! Huge, square shoulders squeeze through doorways.