Presenting a fractured reality through a multitude of artistic mediums and techniques that are staggering in their number and surprising in their delivery, Dujanah emerges as a rare dadaist work in the video game space. Greatly concerned with how we use art to process the tragedies of life, the game threatens to become entirely about itself, but is grounded by the presence of sharp political critiques. While it is disappointing that the Middle Eastern cultural signifiers are simply visual, and the game's philosophy and points of reference are more closely aligned with the West, (I am going to refrain from making assumptions about King Spooner's relation to the subject matter), the cold starkness of how it frames the imperialism of the anglosphere is what allows Dujanah to cohere into such a striking and pointed work.