A narrative wolf hidden in the clothes of a generic modern military shooter. Unassuming, but hiding fangs and claws that, once shown, won't stop until you're ripped to shreds.
Jagged, gross, apathetic, angry. What would happen if you sprinkled Benadryl onto a Death Grips CD and played it on a PS1. It doesn't care what you think it is, and I love it dearly for it.
An artistic masterpiece in every sense of the word. Haunting, disturbing, honest, and tranquil. Even 20 years later, it is in a league of it's own, and is a rite of passage for any horror fan.
This is fear incarnated. More of an experience than a game, it wouldn't surprise me if it was actually a curse carelessly let loose onto PSN that will eventually be involved in the birth of the Antichrist... somehow.
Neon White is a mid-2000's Funimation dubbed anime that got lost in the woods to its 3am Toonami airing, and was found 20 years later as an FPS with speedrunning and card-based mechanics in-hand.
Like a falling kid at the family gathering, that grabs the table cloth on the way down and sends the dinner down with them. The potential was there, but now it's just a sad mess.
B-Movie horror perfection. It blends horror and comedy so effortlessly that it makes it feel like the entire RE franchise was made for this game. Also, I wish I could fuck Leon.
RE4make follows in the original story close enough, but creates a new experience through changes to gameplay and characters. For example: RE4make Leon would wait 1000 years for Ada, while original Leon would fuck 1000 girls to replicate the feeling.
SS2 is so detailed and demanding in where you can allocate your upgrade points, that when I'd finally unlocked the privilege of firing the shotgun I'd found half-a-game ago, it sounded like the moans of God.