I’m not sure I want this. Iron Man beating the hell out of even more machines sounds like a fun time, but the first game also featured one of the crazier spikes in difficulty I’ve experienced in a while. It was like the game had a sudden mood swing and decided to hurl unavoidable waves of missiles and ordinance at you until you were ash. This wasn’t like Ninja Gaiden or Devil May Cry 3, games that made you fully aware of their hate for you early on. The first Iron Man practically betrayed you. It wasn’t a bad-looking game, though — just not particularly fun for me.