DETECTIVE.
ARRIVING.
ON THE SCENE.


Never has there been a game — or, quite frankly, a piece of art in any medium — that has changed my outlook on life in such a fundamental way. This world truly is enough. It has to be.

A love letter to its fans, and the gaming industry as a whole. A reminder of what can be, when a project is made with passion and love, crafted by people who care. A group full of weirdos. A game-changer.

Something something No Shepard Without Vakarian something.

A brilliant, compelling, endlessly entertaining game whose place in the collective memory will be (hopefully not forever) marred by its disaster of a release. If nothing else, CP2077 can be used as a lesson to the industry: you can overcome a bad first impression, but shit, choom, they really fucking matter.

Loki will go. Atreus remains.

Masterpiece. Better than the original, which was already one of the best to ever do it. A gut-wrenching, soul-healing reminder: give your dad a call. Tell him you love him. Say "thank you" to Sony SM after you do.

Here's the thing: I don't think I liked playing this game.

But God, I fucking love this game.

A metaphysical piece of art. 9/10 people will hate it, but for the 1 left behind...woof. God be with you.

I wanted to love Andromeda. I desperately, desperately wanted to love Andromeda. In some ways, I did. The characters, for the most part, are great - or, at least, seem like they could be. The planets are beautiful, even when they're formulaic. The missions, when they're not repetitive, are a blast.

The most frustrating thing about this game is the sheer amount of potential it exudes. You're constantly reminded of what it could have been, and that makes what it is so much harder to enjoy. I wanted to love it, but instead I walked away...not hating it. And that's nowhere near enough.

Chores: The Game (Stresses Me Out So Bad I Want to Die Edition)

I don't know how to describe how I felt the first time I finished this game. Hollow? Victorious? Haunted? Vindicated? I come back to it every 2-ish years chasing that high (low?) and it's been brilliant every time, but never the same. I'm not sure why this game had the effect on me that it did, but I know it's one of a kind.

Visually beautiful, but otherwise...weirdly forgettable. Nothing about this game stuck with me. I remember almost none of the plot points, the grand moments, or even the names of the characters. I think it was entertaining. I know it looked nice. That's about it.

So long. Soooooo long, and so much grinding. Not as streamlined as P3P, with less endearing characters than P4G. Needed more Kanji.

Is it a masterpiece? No. Do Tunnel Snakes Rule? Yes. Yes they fucking do.