When I was a youngling, most of my time was spent watching Disney, and I even recall innocently mispronouncing Chitty-Chitty Bang-Bang to the bemusement of my parents. At some point in my adolescent journey, I received the message that Disney was uncool and I started to distract myself with other more “grown-up” themes and buried my Disney childhood deep within my subconscious.

Subsequently, it was with much adult trepidation (and ironically, also a little repressed childish anticipation) that I received G-Force for review. You know from the moment you lay eyes on the smiling rodent on the cover that this is a kiddie’s game, but nonetheless I was intrigued to check out the “awesome 3D” (it’s very important at this point that I point out that I am not familiar with the G-Force “franchise” at all, save for a few theatrical trailers I’ve seen, which looked cool, I shamefully admit). I went straight into this game as a guinea-pig, so to speak.

Continue reading El33tonline’s review of G-Force.