I found the lore in the first three games (plus
ODST and
Reach) to be relatively digestible (though that may be simply because I was subconsciously comparing it with the non-stop mind-fucking that comprises the plot of Bungie's earlier
Marathon FPS series), but I am speaking here specifically about the
games. Eric Nylund's books, which relentlessly try to beat the reader over the head with how awesome and wonderful is Nylund's personal Mary-Sue, Catherine Halsey (AKA Dr. Mengele reincarnated), are just tiresome. Actually, as a reserve member of the Glorious PC Gaming Master Race, the lore was the primary means by which I interacted with the franchise after a PC port of
Halo 3 or any subsequent games failed to materialize. That and the aesthetics, although I've always had a bit of a love-hate relationship with
Halo's art-design, which seems to veer wildly from mediocre to outstanding to awful in any given installment. But then my brother bought me the Master Chief Collection for Christmas and I've been steadily racking up time in
Reach, to the point where I've finally been able to replicate, in-game, the appearance of my favorite McFarlane Toys Spartan figure from all those years ago.