Yeah, I was surprised too. Wolfenstein is the granddaddy of shooter franchises and the formula hasn’t changed a whole lot since it began: Pick up guns, use them to shoot Nazis. But Bethesda’s entry managed to weave a surprisingly compelling character drama into the pulpy apply-bullets-to-Wehrmacht-faces motif. After a failed attack on a Nazi stronghold during Wolfenstein’s alt-history version of World War II, hero BJ Blazkowicz suffers a traumatic brain injury and is left all but comatose. He’s whisked away to a rest home in Poland, where he is cared for by a nurse named Anya, who works there with her parents. Fourteen years later, the victorious Nazis send an SS team to the asylum to destroy the “defective” patients there. Blazkowicz snaps out of his vegetative state and escapes with Anya, and the two decide to make contact with members of the resistance movement in Berlin.
While on an overnight train, Blazkowicz and Anya have exactly the kind of breathless, desperate-for-human-contact sex you’d expect from two people who have just survived a massacre and snuck through several heavily-fortified checkpoints on their way to almost certain death. The scene is shocking not for any lurid content (you don’t see much more than Anya’s back as she straddles Blazkowicz in the train compartment cot), but for how touchingly human and relatable it feels. In a video game!
Later, in the resistance movement’s ramshackle underground headquarters, the duo’s affair is shown again, this time in a sweatier wall-thumping, furniture-damaging congress that annoys the other resistance members. This scene should be pretty relatable for anyone who’s had a hotel room next door to a particularly enthusiastic couple.