Super Mario Odyssey, as its name suggests, is a Switch game of epic proportions. Who knew an anthropomorphic hat could be so cuddly, cute, and full of wonder? Nintendo. It’s always Nintendo.
Dark Souls 3 is one of those games that destroys your life. A game that not only demands masochistic level grinding, but implants the desire to do it deep within you. In other words, the game is pure evil. And I haven’t had as much fun dying (over and over and over again) in quite a long time.
I, like everyone else (on Steam, that is), logged dozens of hours into Dragon Ball Xenoverse. I couldn’t get enough of the game that reminded me of the glee of binge-watching bootleg VHSes of the extraterrestrial kungfu show in my childhood room. Never before did a Dragon Ball game demand my attention, or even garner my attention for that matter. The developers over at Dimps seemed to understand what made Dragon Ball Z so great; the kinetic action, the farcical dialogue and nonsensical story, the unapologetic assault on sound and vision. Xenoverse finally felt like the show.
My time with Deus Ex: Mankind Divided has been… well, in short, a whirlwind. A few of the blood vessels in my eyes are undoubtedly damaged beyond repair. I have most likely developed a life-threatening form of carpel tunnel syndrome in both of my hands. My boyfriend is relatively sure that I am now a deaf-mute. Anyway, you get my (exaggerated) point. I’m addicted.
I recently wrote up an impressions article of Rise of the Tomb Raider. I was initially very impressed by the sequel to the reboot. Upon finishing the game, however, I was left disappointed. Ultimately, I don’t think I’ll ever pick up Rise of the Tomb Raider again. There simply isn’t that much replay value. This game really received more praise than Fallout 4 from some reviewers? That’s unimaginable to me. Rise of the Tomb Raider is extremely shallow in comparison. Don’t get me wrong. It’s a wonderful game for Tomb Raider fans. I don’t think the game is horrible. It just didn’t live up to its very promising opening. I just expected the game to expand on its very cool ideas instead of rehashing them. Oh, well.
Pony Island is not about ponies. Pony Island is about demons; demons that want you to play a 2D side-scrolling game about jumping unicorns that have tickle battles with butterflies for — forever! There is no escape. Hell is an unwinnable, inescapable arcade game. And you’re living it. It’s your job to hack into this digital netherworld and destroy its core files or it’s game over — for your soul!
Is this game terrifyingly hilarious or hilariously terrifying?
When I heard this trick-tacular news about Sega offering Jet Set Radio for free on Steam as part of their “Make War not Love” campaign I immediately downloaded the graffiti-glorifying Dreamcast classic. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve purchased Jet Set Radio (all right, I can: three). Each time I purchase it for a new console, it gets a little bit better.
The Lunar New Year Steam sale has helped bolster my indie game collection a great deal. I’ve recently purchased indie games I’ve been meaning to get my hands on for quite some time (but had been waiting for a good sale to nab them up).
We all encountered something decidedly odd this (Super Bowl) Sunday. As I was reading Hard Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World — yes, I read a novel instead of actually watching the Super Bowl, I am sorry to reveal to you that I am not a football fan — I heard something familiar fill my ears. Pokemon. I looked up from my book. And what did I see? That’s right, people, you guessed it: Pikachu. Sandwiched between the Budweiser and Doritos commercials was an advertisement celebrating twenty years of Pokemon. I was shocked (pun intended). Shocked. Helen Mirren yelling at me about drunk driving? Not nearly as surprising as the “Train On” Super Bowl spot.