When you've fake-reviewed every imaginary banned VHS release you can find, which is two, you start to wonder where to from here? The obvious answer is sega CD games (or... this thing). Especially the ones by Digital Pictures, which, much like those old VHS releases, are somehow permanently imprinted in the 10-year-old-kid creeped-out zone of my brain without my ever having actually gone near them.
There's something really disturbing about the whole live-video game genre that I can't put my finger on. More specifically - and sure, be as sarcastic as you want - Night Trap is actually the creepiest fucking THING EVER. And if Lieberman hadn't slapped his ban hand across its face, god surely would have. Here's a review by some guy who, for the first 30 seconds or so, is completely on form:
3 comments:
NIGHT TRAP! i forgot about that shit. as for the 'want some rye' cunt, i will never forget that shit.
from memory the want some rye guy was the only thing you could do at some point in the game.
so you'd be stuck, and he was you're whole game.
never forget.
new game concept: you're a survivor in a post apocalyptic zombie world. you hear there's a shirt, if worn, will protect you from getting zombified, but the shirt is really gay and you get hit on by men all the time. game over.
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