Psst! Raph! The war is in the opposite direction!
Tonk and the Tonk-ettes come to croon – and bludgeon!
PLAYERS: 1-2 simultaneous
RELEASE DATE: February 1992
Here’s Manhattan: home of the brash, outrageous, and green. The Turtles are back to curb-stomp Foot Soldiers, grow large with pizza, and prevent themselves from becoming soup for Shredder’s army of nightmares. In that regard, Turtles III is the best of the trilogy. The Turtles’ are lighter on their feet, their nerves sharper. You’ll still get thunked in the head (usually by girder-wielding Stone Warriors) but it will occur less often than the cheap back-and-forth pugilism found in Turtles II. The Turtles have a new valuable throw move which eliminates Foot Soldiers in one swipe. Since the move doesn’t take many frames of animation to perform, it’s easy to spam frequently. The environments are more varied and colorful than the previous two games. Turtles III begins on a beach in Florida, moves to the ocean where you’ll surf and fight atop a battleship (Baron Von Spleen’s Battle Barge!), then to Manhattan Bridge, the sewers, and back to the Technodrome. The levels don’t drag on needlessly either. Right when you’re beginning to grow wary of an stage, you’ll fight a boss or move on to the next area. Downside to the Turtles lovefest: every Turtle plays exactly the same. One would think Don would have a longer reach with his bo staff, Mike would be faster, Raph stronger – anything to distinguish the four. Not a game-breaker, but no excuse for lack of distinction. Turtles III is short, quick, and mean, and all the better for it. Giddy Manhattan.
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