Voyeuristic thrills flat-line once you start digging into the actual conversations here. The characters text as if they know their messages will be read by a stranger, and almost every piece of software on this lost phone is perfectly placed to guide you through somewhat contrived puzzles. My main complaint is that the phone could stand to feel a little more real: one-word reminders in a notes app, embarrassing twitter drafts, inside jokes between friends that you simply won't understand because you shouldn't, homepage screenshots taken by accident. There's so much potential here for the 'phone' to feel genuine and this person's story more meaningful because of it.

But it still kinda works. You discover this person's truth, empathize with them, and even contribute to their story. It's all mostly touching, and there's probably a larger statement being made here about how our phones slowly become tiny versions of ourselves. I'd love to see an extension of this idea executed more organically, but I'd still recommend this as a 90-minute palette cleanser.