As Bioshock Infinite came to an end and the screen faded to black, I blinked in stunned silence, wiped the drool from the corners of my mouth and, quite literally, checked to see if my jaw was still in place. This is a spoiler-free review, so enjoy.
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You enter this strange world knowing that it will all end eventually, somehow. But not like this. The manner in which Infinite closes is reminiscent of an operatic symphony complete with visual delights and aural pleasures that probe your grey matter and delight your senses.
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