Conceptually, it's a total DOOM want a be, and it fails hard.
If the slowed, marauding movement doesn't begin to piss you off by the time you realize your armor accounts for little more than a raincoat, then you are really huffing this games farts.
The whole premise behind this game is that you're one of the ultimate badass's of the Warhammer universe, yes? So then why do I feel like a total pussy while playing this game? Constantly babying my health and wondering why my AI partners act like total special needs.
I even got a chance to run this in eyefinity before I split my monitors up, and while it does add to the experience a bit, it's akin to smearing butter on your toast if your toast were made of pubes.
Where's the meaty heavy bass hits for the weapons? Where's the almost unstoppable god like feeling these fighters are supposed to really have? Where's the "I'll crush anything in my path!" mentality?
I'll tell you where. It's tucked up inside the asshole of some crevice of this corridor shooter labyrinth.
Deep Rock Galactic takes what this game tries to be and goes pro with it. It's almost like they studied what worked and what didn't, and then just kept expanding on what did.