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Beat Up a Millionaire is een vermakelijk spel en de Nederlandse vertaling viel ons niet tegen. Leuk om een paar keer zelf te spelen en dan aan een vriend of vriendin cadeau te doen.
GameSpot (Sep 11, 2000)
Who Wants to Beat Up a Millionaire relies heavily on humor, and the trivia questions are adequate, but these factors don't make up for the lack of depth and gameplay. Players who are looking for a trivia game will find the fighting portion of the game unnecessary, repetitive, and maybe even offensive, while those looking for a fighting game will find the gameplay lacking. Fans of tasteless jokes and those who are particularly annoyed by the game show may appreciate the game's humor for a couple of hours, and teenagers with a few friends may enjoy the multiplayer mode. But overall, Who Wants to Beat Up a Millionaire is best reserved for those looking for a quick gag gift.
Absolute Games ( (Aug 12, 2000)
Несмотря на мультяшную графику, отменного ведущего (для правильной интерпретации всех его шуток неплохо бы на слух понимать инглиш) и оригинальную пародию на телешоу, данная игрушка остается второсортной и одноразовой. Не самая большая база вопросов, легкость прохождения и ограниченность концовок — все это, возможно, понравится америкосам, но даже русЕфЕкации какого-нибудь фаргуса или седьмоволка не сделают эту игру русским “О, избивчиком!”.
Power Unlimited (Jul, 2001)
Verder is de gameplay traag en heel flauw (geef je tegenstander klapjes), het commentaar eentonig, het aantal vragen beperkt , de afwerking slordig (spelfouten) zodat alleen een uiterst sterke selektie kennisvragen de boel nog recht had kunnen trekken. Is dus niet het geval en dat maakt elke gulden die je aan deze game besteed een verspilde.
PC Zone (Aug 13, 2001)
It's not funny, it sounds terrible, plays like a dog and, despite the amateur-grade graphics, runs worse than Counter-Strike on a 486. The game - if you can call it that - involves answering questions and selecting an opponent to batter. This tedium is repeated until you're the last man standing.
Let's figure out what's wrong with this picture. This game is structured a whole lot like the hit series You Don't Know Jack. But why is Jack so good and does BM stink so much? First of all, Jack is actually funny a lot of the time, it doesn't push too hard, and it doesn't come across like a used car salesman. It doesn't have jerky, tacky graphics, and a useless arcade-style segment that is bound to detract from what trivia games are all about. It does stick to what it does best, keeps it simple, and doesn't attempt to have four bodies playing twister on the keyboard. BM is guilty of all of the above and more. Not only does it include the terrible arcade boxing—the activity is integral to the game design. It becomes instantly annoying and tremendously boring after about the second or third round. I can't imagine many people enjoying this game, unless they've already played all other trivia-worthy games out there—and even then, there's always macrame.
Game Over Online (Aug 12, 2000)
Simon & Schuster Interactive describes Who Wants To Beat Up A Millionaire as side-splitting humour. Side-splitting? Let me tell you something, "There's Something About Mary" was side-splitting, "Me, Myself and Irene" was side-splitting at times, Who Wants To Beat Up A Millionaire is not side-splitting humour. That's not to say the game doesn't have its moments, I did giggle once or twice but that was about it. Who Wants To Beat Up A Millionaire is simply a string of jokes, many of which don't work. In the end, the joke will be on the individuals who actually pay $20 for this game.
Electric Playground (Aug 31, 2000)
Death row inmates listen up! I have found the cure to prolonging your life! Playing Who Wants To Beat Up A Millionaire will make the ten minutes of gameplay feel like an eternity at the end of which you’ll gracefully embrace death with hugs and kisses the likes of which had previously been reserved for your special bitch.