The second game to fall before the might of The Quest happens to be Red Dead Redemption, Rockstar’s 2010 mix of Grand Theft Auto gameplay and the Western genre. This game’s pretty well known, so if you’re looking for an opinion piece on it, that ground’s already covered. If you want the Aether take in particular, I didn’t like it that much. Even when I was in the mood for a good rooty tooty point and shooty, I found this wide open sandbox to be full of things to do but very little that was worth doing. But that’s not why I’m here today. I want to talk about one of the parts of the game that I did like, the ending. And I want to talk about why I like it. Because that’s a weird space for me. The ending to Red Dead Redemption does a few things that I normally absolutely despise when video game endings do it, but they work for me here. Let’s explore why that is.
Suffice to say, I am going to spoil the hell out of Red Dead Redemption’s ending. If you haven’t beaten the game yet and you’d still like to, I wouldn’t click that ‘Read More’ button.