WWE: Crush Hour

Reviewed by:
Scott Steinberg

Not since Cooter went and married his sister Raylene has such an oddly perfect pairing spawned such messy offspring. Crush Hour is like some hick dream—demolition derby mated with pro wrestling—that actually gets old pretty damn quick. Participants are asked to select a vehicle and its associated superstar (e.g., Rikishi’s steamroller or Kurt Angle’s SUV), then commence blowing each other sky-high. As you can see, plot matters very little; your sole concern is mangling opponents as quickly as possible, which you’ll be happy to do if only to shut up the horrific one-liners each one spouts during the game. If this is indeed what the Rock’s been cooking all this time, we’ll happily drive his lame ass back to the kitchen.

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