Polygon Recommends is our way of endorsing our favorite games, movies, TV shows, comics, tabletop books, and entertainment experiences. Also, I want my friends to join in the fun, so I grab a dude and “interrogate” the elevator code out of him. I plan my entrance during a few seconds of free fall, yank the ripcord, and steer my way into the splashiest (GET IT?) landing I can imagine - dead center in the pool. And the in-universe reason you get away with just about everything has very little to do with just winking at the camera. If you’re going to enjoy it (and I enjoy both), you’ve got to make peace with the cognitive dissonance constantly poking you in the eye.
It’s lowbrow in the same way as pro wrestling. I’m also an outlaw, but a citizen-approved, internet-famous outlaw, which means I get to do whatever I want in Steelport, the city that stretches out as far as I can see in every direction below me. Neither are my friends in 3rd Street Saints, a gang with fame, merchandise, and PR that would make Disney blush. Guests mingle and dance at a penthouse party, but I’m not invited. The technical information is interesting, but I’m here to party. The Windows PC version, on the other hand, can run as fast as your system can handle. The only real disappointment comes from the console versions, which are locked at a 30 fps frame rate.
If the Remastered version of Saints Row: The Third were released as a brand-new game today, I’d accept it as such. This is a version of Saints Row: The Third that matches what I remember from the original launch - maybe not immediately visually dazzling but, with this modern restoration, it still holds its own against the competition. It looks, for all of its age, like a modern game with pretty lighting and high-resolution textures. So what does the Remastered treatment give the 9-year-old game? I played on a PC hooked up to my TV, and watched the mayhem explode in 4K at a glorious 60 frames per second. Kanye West’s “Power” is playing in the background. My buddy Pierce calls me with half of an idea, and the next thing I know I’m hanging out of a helicopter, dressed like a wizard - big, floppy Gandalf hat black robes fringed with purple stars-and-moons pattern, naturally - giving the side-eye to a rooftop swimming pool atop a skyscraper.
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