Borderlands 4: A Carnival of Restraint and Excess
A New Tone, At Last Borderlands 4 finally outgrows its adolescence. The franchise has always swung between two extremes: the stark, Western-flavored nihilism of the first game and the clownish carnival of memes that consumed the third. This new entry threads a middle line with sharper intent. The humor is still irreverent, but it no longer stumbles over itself to tell a joke every five seconds. The writing shows restraint, which paradoxically makes the humor land harder. There are moments when the narrative breathes, moments of silence or solemnity, and in those beats the game earns the gravitas it had been pretending to hold for years. Borderlands 4 understands what its predecessors didn’t: humor without contrast is noise, and noise quickly dulls. The story feels more carefully woven, less like a string of gags stapled to a quest log. Set on the new planet of Kairos, the tale explores themes of legacy, survival, and self-delusion. Where Borderlands 3 leaned on spectacle, 4 builds ...