My, what a different 100 years make. I don’t think anyone could call the modern world a shining beacon of perfection, but BioShock Infinite wastes no time in demonstrating how much ideas about racism, religion, and patriotism have advanced with all the subtlety of swatting flies with a baseball bat. Columbia, the sprawling city in the clouds where the action unfolds, is a political cartoon brought to gory life, and the intensity of its caricatures sometimes run the risk of undermining the cultural criticism they seek to impart. Against this backdrop, we as players need someone we can relate to; someone whose shoes we wouldn’t mind stepping into as we venture through this uncomfortable looking glass. In its greatness, BioShock Infinite gives us that someone.