Like all of Capcom's modern action games, Pragmata is a highly polished experience befitting the legendary developer's reputation: There are hours of motion-captured performances to enjoy, detailed ray (even path) traced environments to admire, and enormous things to blow up in a variety of spectacular ways. There's also a generous selection of post-credits modes to play and extras to unlock—exactly the sort of thing anyone would hope to find in a shiny new game that clocks in around a dozen hours.
But there's a "secret" side to Capcom games that often goes underappreciated, one that I've been powerless to resist since the original Resident Evil: Speedrunning.
