It's decent, although not very interested in being rugged for a battle royale.

A waste of time if we're being honest.

Kerouac-inspired copycats and other slice-of-life works only dream of being half as inhabited as Night in the Woods. A game that feels like a collective shared moment. <3

The Smart Album.

The best shooter of its generation, period.

The worst game I have ever played.

"Nail me to the fucking cross", Vaas says.

I don't even want to.

A rhinoceros - or was it an elephant ? - barged into my car, sending me barelling down into the ravine until my car disappeared in a blaze of flame. One of the more exciting open-world encounters of the last ten years.

Then, nothing.

Poetry for nerds. So no poetry at all.

Unmatched.

I once wrote Trine fanfiction to pass the time. This alone should tell you to leave my profile immediately.

A falsework more than a game. If only Vlambeer had more imagination.

Impressions on my retina.

This is as expressive as I can get about Battlefield 3.

Wanting to live, inside a walking simulator.

Unbelievably good, for a time.

A syncretic approach to mechanics and music yields what's basically champagne platforming.