A pretty bold descent into ecological nihilism in which giving agency to the earth results in the removal of the tumor, that being humankind. Its mysticism is tempered by its weird sense of humour, its severity by its hero's journey, but then its hero's journey by its deanthropocentric revelations. It's funny, and weird, and there's a damp, defeated atmosphere lingering over the entire thing that both draws me in and makes me want to cry. The amount of thought, precision, and poetry in every pre-rendered background is astonishing. If I were to recommend this game to someone else it would be entirely on the basis of this. We're off to save the world again but the world exists in that living room. On that beach. In that hut. And so on.