![]() ![]() Surrounding the courses, usually makeshift and muddy, are those figments of an America that won’t come back. A sagging economy is where Flatout 4 succeeds. So much of the game feels like a stack of remnants, appropriate as the journey through empty factories and vacant timber yards progresses. No wonder: That’s the series’ home decade. Remnants of the early 2000s fascination with ATV and motorbike simulators ( ATV Offroad Fury and MX vs ATV among them) lies inside Flatout 4. Racers grab a junker and an engine whatever the pairing, it’s good enough. One of the most insane racing games ever released on console - Flatout 4 turns your car into a nitro-powered wrecking ball. Cars aren’t even prepared for racing or a destruction derby. A respectable franchise rescue mission but it still needs some fine tuning. The beauty of Flatout 4 lies in the sloppiness. There’s an irate, destructive spree in the undercurrent where white Americans waiting for coal jobs to return vent themselves, clumsily smashing into things (or each other). It loves steel – American steel – as drivers barrel through tracks in western-set canyons that may or may not be Grand. ![]() Mud is the primary surface.Įvery frame of Flatout 4 is rusty, oily, and dirty, a lower middle class crash spectacle spewing sparks more often than a 4th of July spectacular. Roads crack under the race, if roads exist at all. ![]() Former factories sit idle, waiting for blue collar operators who will never come. Branding on the cars and trucks rusted away. It’s how much Americana Flatout 4 depressingly realizes. It’s not a question if there’s Americana in Flatout 4. ![]()
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