Supermassive Games' breakout foray into the world of kitschy teen horror via this gorgeously-rendered and performed CYOA game is still the studio's highest watermark after all these years. It's difficult not to compare Until Dawn to its successors, The Dark Pictures Anthology, in which the cinematic formatting, star-studded casts, and consequential decision-making rarely hold a candle to their implementation here. The naturalism of the characters in concert with the tropes and subversions inherent in slasher media form a palpably honest experience laden with the gory glory of 1990s schlock-busters and contemporary torture porn. I just get the biggest kick out of Rami Malek's turn as the unassuming, grieving faux-serial killer, the off-kilter energy of his portrayal cementing him as the rising star he was then and the commanding presence he is now. All this beating around the bush when the point I really want to communicate is that fixed-camera horror is still the best format in games, and I sincerely hope they don't diminish the experience with the upcoming remake. Oh, those fancy performance captures are aging, all right. Guess Supermassive is ready to join the hyper-realism arms race with Naughty Dog, Guerrilla, and KojiPro.