'The Wonderful 101' is 'A video game for people who love life.'
The Wonderful 101 perfectly replicates what it would feel like to be on a tokusatsu team. It warps a part of your brain with the sheer spectacle of what is at your hands. The weapon swapping mechanic is bar none genius. It makes you look at the controller design that's become standard for the past 3 generations of gaming, and ask yourself "What has all these developers been doing to make the right analog stick be the dedicated camera operator?" No other game, NO other game includes you transforming between 3-5 different giant weapons in the span of seconds to juggle your opponent with the finesse of a single unit, only you're controlling a hundred of them with ease. The game gives you everything you need to succeed, and even meets you at whatever level of gameplay you feel comfortable with. It's theme of unity is exemplified by this inclusive spirit it carries. It pushes you to want to be more.
The Wonderful 101 has a story that always takes itself seriously. The game has plenty of goofy moments and jokes, but it never detracts from what's being shown on screen. It never treats the things it's homaging to be stupid or inherently funny. It gives every concept it juggles the brevity and respect that only someone who deeply loves what they're making could give to something. It got me to be honest with myself about the things I like and the person I'd like to be. It's an experience that gives me hope that things like this will continue to be made, and will continue to inspire future generations. It's the only video-game I'd describe to be perfect.
The Wonderful 101 is like reading an old love letter. You thought you'd thrown it out after vowing to not think about the person who had sent it to you anymore. In your guilt riddled angst, you neglected to let yourself see that you had been loved by someone. That they loved you so much, they would transcribe this love to be an object for you to treasure. It was always there for you to let in, you just had to open your heart. This in turn starts to fill you with regret, only for that regret to blossom into love all over again. Only this time, you've learned your lesson, and you're going to be alright now.
The Wonderful 101 perfectly replicates what it would feel like to be on a tokusatsu team. It warps a part of your brain with the sheer spectacle of what is at your hands. The weapon swapping mechanic is bar none genius. It makes you look at the controller design that's become standard for the past 3 generations of gaming, and ask yourself "What has all these developers been doing to make the right analog stick be the dedicated camera operator?" No other game, NO other game includes you transforming between 3-5 different giant weapons in the span of seconds to juggle your opponent with the finesse of a single unit, only you're controlling a hundred of them with ease. The game gives you everything you need to succeed, and even meets you at whatever level of gameplay you feel comfortable with. It's theme of unity is exemplified by this inclusive spirit it carries. It pushes you to want to be more.
The Wonderful 101 has a story that always takes itself seriously. The game has plenty of goofy moments and jokes, but it never detracts from what's being shown on screen. It never treats the things it's homaging to be stupid or inherently funny. It gives every concept it juggles the brevity and respect that only someone who deeply loves what they're making could give to something. It got me to be honest with myself about the things I like and the person I'd like to be. It's an experience that gives me hope that things like this will continue to be made, and will continue to inspire future generations. It's the only video-game I'd describe to be perfect.
The Wonderful 101 is like reading an old love letter. You thought you'd thrown it out after vowing to not think about the person who had sent it to you anymore. In your guilt riddled angst, you neglected to let yourself see that you had been loved by someone. That they loved you so much, they would transcribe this love to be an object for you to treasure. It was always there for you to let in, you just had to open your heart. This in turn starts to fill you with regret, only for that regret to blossom into love all over again. Only this time, you've learned your lesson, and you're going to be alright now.