This review contains spoilers
I played this game when I was 8 years old, it was just a random game that my mom thought looked fine and bought. I loved it. The story was funny, and mysterious and magical in a grounded way.
I remember finding the idea of building stuff like Violet fascinating, and having all that encyclopedic knowledge like Klaus so admirable. I now am a person who loves taking things apart and repairing them, and known among my friends as the one who probably knows the answer to whatever they are wondering.
It was such a good game for 8 year old me. I mostly remember little parts, like jumping over gaps with the flying shoes, or a part that took me many tries about shooting bad guys with a candy gun. But there is this one part where you need a string to build an artifact, and you have to get it from a piano. And the way you did that was by playing the piano so hard that it broke. Now I probably wouldn't find it hard to beat, but back then I couldn't get it, nor did my brother, so we asked help to our dad, who had played some games at some point and knew his way around a controller. He couldn't get it either, and I don't know how it came to be, but my mom ended up taking the controller, having never used one, and finally she was the one that cleaned that roadblock in the game for us. It is a big memory for the people in my house about doing something together.
I remember finding the idea of building stuff like Violet fascinating, and having all that encyclopedic knowledge like Klaus so admirable. I now am a person who loves taking things apart and repairing them, and known among my friends as the one who probably knows the answer to whatever they are wondering.
It was such a good game for 8 year old me. I mostly remember little parts, like jumping over gaps with the flying shoes, or a part that took me many tries about shooting bad guys with a candy gun. But there is this one part where you need a string to build an artifact, and you have to get it from a piano. And the way you did that was by playing the piano so hard that it broke. Now I probably wouldn't find it hard to beat, but back then I couldn't get it, nor did my brother, so we asked help to our dad, who had played some games at some point and knew his way around a controller. He couldn't get it either, and I don't know how it came to be, but my mom ended up taking the controller, having never used one, and finally she was the one that cleaned that roadblock in the game for us. It is a big memory for the people in my house about doing something together.