Sleeping Dogs adds a number of other nice little tweaks to the GTA formula—the ability to press "X" to ram your car into the car next to yours is particularly welcome. But I'm enjoying that the coolest thing it does is simply mimic the real road-rules of Hong Kong. Sleeping Dogs isn't the first game to feature British-style roadways; the London-set The Getaway did as well, though I've never played that game. But Sleeping Dogs does it very well, and makes me long for other games that force me to adapt to local customs and laws and in so doing, let myself be transported into the worlds of the game.

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This kind of quick subversion of an expectation is what makes a game stick with even the most seen-it-all gamer. The way Retro/Grade moves backwards in time is a great example of this—who knew it would be so disorienting and cool to play a music game backwards, from right to left? And I always liked the idea floated by Ben "Yahtzee" Croshaw, (apologies, I can't seem to locate the link), in which he discusses a theoretical game in which the protagonist begins very strong, then gradually loses his/her powers over the course of the story; as the player gets better at the game, their character gets weaker, until they have to overcome the final boss with grit and skill alone. It's the kind of easy flip of our gamer expectations that makes for a memorable, possibly paradigm-shifting game.

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Sleeping Dogs is… not a paradigm-shifting game. For the most part, it really is GTA Hong Kong; the broad strokes of the game play are incredibly familiar, the story, while spirited and never lazy, is certainly nothing new. But despite all that, the game itself feels fresh and different. That's in large part because the city and world feel so believable and interesting. (And it doesn't hurt that United Front put together such a terrific-looking PC version of the game.)

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The fact that players have to drive the left is just icing on the cake—but it's delicious icing. I'm already absorbed in the world of Sleeping Dogs: I'm walking down the waterfront after a hard rain, streetlights glistening off of the pooled water on the wooden docks.

I head up to the street and steal a car, and as I do so, I think: "Okay, man; rules of the road. You're not in America. Let's do this right."

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And by right, of course, I mean left.