Anyone else think the protagonist is an unrelenting asshole? At best, decisions feel like I kicked a puppy. At worst, I trick the puppy into some molestation... and then kick it anyway. One of the first missions is that you try to open a door with a kitchen knife. On the off-chance stabbing a doorknob actually granted you access, this means you're traipsing about - brandished knife in hand - into the now very awake occupant's room because clanging metal is actually kind of loud.
On the upside, the protagonist does recognize that such a big knife could be alarming. So, in his infinite wisdom, he decides the most obvious solution is to go out and buy a smaller knife. Granted, a smaller knife may just work, but it really begs the question as to how he thought a giant fucking kitchen knife was the precursor to this somewhat less sociopathic epiphany.