EUREKA!
The tapes are falling apart. Kitty Horrorshow’s gorgeous masterwork is an exceedingly-realised exercise in metaphorical horror. The interiors of a suburban home become a nightmarish realm akin to a human body, complete with a brain, arms, legs, intestines, even a voice. Horrorshow dutifully considers the sentience of a household, redefining the term ‘haunted house’ as seemingly-effortlessly as she deconstructs typical PC gaming conventions.
VHS horror is the prime motivation behind Anatomy’s dire pacing, the deterioration of a recorded tape reflecting an aging human body’s own gradual decay, and each time the game is rebooted one can feel the cracks in the walls ripping ever so further and further apart. The game’s finest moment recalls a collective fear of the unknown, the notion that our most comfortable surroundings have the ability to suddenly turn on us. The dark basement is the abyss down into which one does not stare, but that which stares into them.
The tapes are falling apart. Kitty Horrorshow’s gorgeous masterwork is an exceedingly-realised exercise in metaphorical horror. The interiors of a suburban home become a nightmarish realm akin to a human body, complete with a brain, arms, legs, intestines, even a voice. Horrorshow dutifully considers the sentience of a household, redefining the term ‘haunted house’ as seemingly-effortlessly as she deconstructs typical PC gaming conventions.
VHS horror is the prime motivation behind Anatomy’s dire pacing, the deterioration of a recorded tape reflecting an aging human body’s own gradual decay, and each time the game is rebooted one can feel the cracks in the walls ripping ever so further and further apart. The game’s finest moment recalls a collective fear of the unknown, the notion that our most comfortable surroundings have the ability to suddenly turn on us. The dark basement is the abyss down into which one does not stare, but that which stares into them.