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Videogames love dads.
Ronin is not Gunpoint.
The robopocalypse is nigh!
What the bloody hell is going on with Pac-Man’s lore?
Republique’s first episode is both incredibly successful at selling its world and the potential its narrative begins to touch on, and at breaking it down by inserting outdated gameplay elements that stand out among its otherwise impeccable vision. I’m no less interested in seeing where Republique goes with future episodes, but I’m certainly much more cautious of how it decides to get there.
Here’s a proposal: the satisfaction of Titan Souls is not in your success, but in proving that you are capable of it.
As hard as it might try, there is no mistaking Oceanhorn as anything but a knock-off, and not a good one at that.
Uncanny Valley scratches at the surface of some of the most internalized and adaptable fears of modern society, but doesn't go deep enough to leave me more than mildly perturbed by its gloomy theatrics.
Dyscourse, a tale of island survival and the folly of static choice.
Though it would seem self-evident from its nostalgia based advertisement, proclamations of historical knowledge, and general retro theming, I remain unclear as to what Life of Pixel actually wanted to be.
Ink’s concept really is dead simple in principle, but there is something wonderfully delightful about a game that is entirely about making as big of a mess of a given level as you can by means of so many gooey psychedelic colors.
Aaru’s Awakening feels like the regrettable result of a game attempting to ape its peers in the absence of its own identity.
The Darkness II is emblematic of so many of the worst narrative and design concepts of gaming as a medium.
Life is cruel and unfair, but damn if it doesn’t look beautiful as it’s burning down around you.
Deadpool is as passionate as the comic fans who never expected this to actually happen, as unpredictable and delightful as the character which spawned it, and as sure to horrify ignorant parents as you could possibly hope for.
The Next Penelope could have so easily been great simply iterating on its most rudimentary levels rather than trying to reinvent itself with each stage.
Read Only Memories is adorable and cheesy and holds itself together with an acute awareness of tone and by subverting a genre it clearly loves to death. It might be fluffy and lack a satisfying payoff, but Read Only Memories tries so hard and has such an enormous amount of heart that I’d sooner embrace it than write it off for such comparatively meaningless qualms.
Lifeline is such a great template that I almost feel compelled to recommend it solely to show off the genius of its interface and delivery system.
The most interesting thing about NekoChan Hero Collection are the parts which don’t work quite right; the parts that try something weird and unique but are abandoned before they become anything more than unfinished tangents.