Weekend Randomness

If someone wanted to start unwrapping the various neurosis that make me… me, I think my videogame purchasing habits would be a good start. It’s never a constant drip. It’s months of nothingness and then binging on all sorts of weirdness.

So unwrapping my most recent package, in my most recent binging streak, is a lovely Sunday dopamine hit:

Could “Video for All” be the best rental name ever?

Oni on PS2 is one of those titles I should have found a reason to play 15 years ago. But considering it’s lost in a Rockstar purgatory, it never really seemed that urgent.

The trajectory of the game after its release must have been heart-breaking for someone because there was clearly a lot of care put into this as evidenced by the Dark Horse pack-in comic (and at least 3 full-sized issues were released at some point).

I love this mini-comic. It’s both grossly overly-explanatory and kind of psychotic. Rocket powered heart-shaped hard drives? Yes please. If the game is 15% of that craziness, I’ll be a fan.

Parachute. Octopus. Parachute X Octopus. Call it a day.

I’ve always been a sucker for Game & Watch ever since I got Game and Watch Gallery 2 on GBC. So Nintendo Club only Game & Watch promotional games are going to check all the boxes. Yeah, it does feel a little lazy to only include three games on each cart (my old GBC game had twice that). But the fact that Vol 2 only has two games and then a third is a mash-up of those two games is so unabashedly classic Nintendo, how can you not love it?

Two Very Different Games

I’ve been playing a decent amount of Borderlands 2, which has in most ways been incredibly enjoyable.  But this enjoyment really only comes in the multiplayer, and with my friends indisposed I’ve taken a break to play LA Noire.  As a gap it’s an interesting experience.  I can’t say I love the way it “feels”, but it’s a good game to play after you’ve been rampaging around a foreign world for a bit too long.  It’s calm and calculating, the sort of thing you want to play after you’ve had a crushing day, allowing you to avoid further stimulation.  It’s not a weekend game; it’s a night game, best played in bits.

You have to stare gore straight in the eye.