50 Cent: Blood On The Sand - Reception

Reception

Reception
Aggregate scores
Aggregator Score
Metacritic 70%
Review scores
Publication Score
1UP.com C
Computer and Video Games 7/10 (360)
Eurogamer 7/10
IGN 7.1/10 (360, PS3)
Official Xbox Magazine 6.5/10

After the original company planned to distribute the game, Activision, merged with Vivendi Games, many games, including 50 Cent: Blood on the Sand, faced the possibility of not being released. Then THQ picked up the rights to Blood on the Sand.

Unlike Bulletproof, which was generally reviewed negatively, Blood on the Sand was more well-received by video game critics, scoring a 7 out of 10 on GameSpot and a 4/5 on X-Play. Critics also praised the improvement and 50 Cent's involvement in the game. Jeff Gerstmann of Giant Bomb said the story was "so awful it's amazing". In May 2009, Blood on the Sand was featured on Xplay's Best Games of 2009 So Far video.

Charlie Brooker mocked the game's perceived infantile pretense of maturity on the BBC program Gameswipe. "The game's so desperate to appear grown-up it ends up looking downright ridiculous, like an adolescent straining to grow a whispery little moustache and bragging about how many girls he's fingered".

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