Much of the game is told through a series of flashbacks as our hero, the coldblooded 47, passes in and out of consciousness. On this last point, Contracts is particularly guilty.
The stealth dynamics still rely mainly on stripping unconscious men and stealing their clothes, the Al is still laughably forgetful and the characters and plot uninspiring. Indeed, rather than the bold new direction we were promised, what we have is a mixture of rehashed missions from previous games, obvious filler and only a scant few levels that recall the series at its best. Sadly, they're also the exact things that are lacking in Hitman: Contracts, which is defined more by mediocrity, repetition and a saddening lack of ambition. If cinema's taught us anything, these are the hallmarks of the successful hired assassin. Precision, audacious courage, elegance of execution.
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