Twice the half-minute heroics.

Collarless leather jackets are so 2099.

It's the good kind of batty.

Let the bodies hit the Wick.

Or at least not for the reasons you'd want.

Break yourself.

Clash 'em up.

Up close and personal.

Night and day, really.

Come for the branding, stay for the platform-humping.

Also middle. And end. It's just a good game, okay?

Guess what: dinosaurs are hard to kill.