The Best Videogame D-Days

It’s weird to think that only 10 years ago the World War II first-person shooter was the most played-out genre in all of gaming. The setting propped up multi-million dollar franchises (Call of Duty, Medal of Honor), adored cult favorites (Brothers in Arms) and abysmal, industry-destroying shuffleware (Hour of Victory). We were so ready for them to leave our lives when they did, and now I’m honestly a little bit sad that they’re gone. I’m not in mourning or anything, but there was something unambiguously fun about shooting Nazis.
The invasion of Normandy was the central showpiece of any World War II game worth its salt. We’ve all stormed that beach so many times over the last 10 years that it’s made one of the most singular images in history surprisingly mundane. However we should not forget those sequences—they’re responsible for igniting the WWII craze and videogames grew up in a lot of ways once they made it to D-Day. Here are my choices for the best Normandy scenes in the history of gaming.
4. Conker’s Bad Fur Day
The most realistic portrayal of D-Day in a videogame was Conker’s Bad Fur Day. Seriously.
While early Calls of Duty and Medals of Honor stuck to the safe, rated-T-for-teen massacre of goreless bodies getting tossed pre-ragdoll across the screen, the ever-dangerous Conker made sure that the blood of their woodland soldiers splattered across the camera. Yes, it’s a near shot-for-shot recreation of Saving Private Ryan, and yes it’s played for laughs, but you still see a poor chipmunk struggle for air beneath the waves before the rat-tat-tat of the pillboxes leave the water dark red. If Rare had gotten serious, and decided to make an actual honest-to-god war game, we might be talking about Conker as one of the most seminal moments in the art of videogames. Instead they made a poop boss. Oh well!
3. Battlefield: 1942
If you’re like me you have very fond memories of the tremendous un-epicness of Battlefield: 1942’s Normandy map. Guess what? 8v8 control point multiplayer doesn’t really translate the chaos. Most of my memories in 1942’s D-Day involved chasing each other around in landing crafts or climbing up a remarkably calm dirt ramp without needing to dodge mortar shells or machine gun fire.