I love Dead Rising but it treats me so bad :'(
I've been playing this game for weeks now and there's a lot of stuff I didn't know about. I thought the only place you could save was the sofa in the security room; I didn't realize that you could save in the bathrooms, too! Shit I didn't even KNOW there were bathrooms until the other day. Of course, zombies don't like bathrooms.
There's just so much about this game that's frustrating, it's hard to even begin. Weapons breaking when you're surrounded by a metric shitload of zombies. Trying to get over my primal need to button-mash when I get hugged by a zombie, because then you fuck up the QTE (in Shenmue terms). The distinguished mentally-challenged AI of the people I'm supposed to be rescuing. God, I almost cried the other day when I was escorting the pregnant lady and her hurt boyfriend back to the security room, and homeboy just would NOT pull himself up the ledge to where the entrance is, no matter how many times I hit "Y". The quiet moments in my life are replaced with "this way! over here! FRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANK!"
It's the little things that keep me coming back, I guess. Figuring out that you can give weapons to the people you're escorting - give them guns and they're nice little backups! Learning what the books are used for. FINDING THE FUCKING SHORTCUT in the bathroom - oh, that's another thing. When the guard showed me the shortcut and stood there, saying "I can't go any further", I had NO IDEA where the fucking entrance for the shortcut actually was, so I spent HOURS running all over the place, trying to find it. I felt like SUCH a fool when I pushed the guard out of the way and saw the opening in the ceiling. And then I had to play more after figuring it out!
So yeah Dead Rising beats the shit outta me and I keep running back to it.