A metafictional account of Davey Wreden, creator of the Stanley Parable (2013), who takes the player through the games of his old friend, Coda, while giving his commentary and interpretations of them, in order to understand why he makes the bizarre, often melancholic games that he makes, and decipher Coda's personality and inner struggles.
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tremendo aunque no me encantó el final. pero es meta, del creador de the stanley parable, y entra en mi género fav de juegos!! (indies de dos horas max que te dejan pensando o llorando)
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I think maybe the impact of a creative work being distorted by an observer was lessened a bit by me trying to remember how to bnuuy for an hour, and getting annoyed by the invisible walls. I'm so clueless about it in source games that I didn't even realize that this is on the portal 2 engine and that source doesn't work like goldsrc at all.
There's a point in the personal narrative where (I'm very stupid) I realized that the events are not just dramatized, but complete fiction, and it sort of reset my investment in the characters, to the point I didn't care about them as much as I had, by the end.
There's a point in the personal narrative where (I'm very stupid) I realized that the events are not just dramatized, but complete fiction, and it sort of reset my investment in the characters, to the point I didn't care about them as much as I had, by the end.
An incredibly meaningful work that touches on aspects of the human condition, the meaning of art, its purpose, who its for, and what we owe it. Highly recommended.
Davey Wreden casualling solo-releasing a genuine expression of the heart that goes beyond the line of phenomenality
"Maybe he just liked making prisons."
yeah no I barely know how to approach writing about this so I'm just not going to. what am I even supposed to say to this? I can only really respond with superlatives, like "the most I've seen myself reflected in a piece of art ever", "the most I've cried to a piece of art in forever" etc etc. Broke down weeping during the final game and I never really stopped until I hit the credits - it's an experience where I feel like it's deeply important to me, even if I don't understand how yet. fuck, man.
yeah no I barely know how to approach writing about this so I'm just not going to. what am I even supposed to say to this? I can only really respond with superlatives, like "the most I've seen myself reflected in a piece of art ever", "the most I've cried to a piece of art in forever" etc etc. Broke down weeping during the final game and I never really stopped until I hit the credits - it's an experience where I feel like it's deeply important to me, even if I don't understand how yet. fuck, man.
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From up here it just looks like dots.