Playing Shadows of the Damned.
It's a pretty idiotic game, and nothing even vaguely reminiscent of a worthwhile experience, but I'm finding it just tolerable in all areas to not pull it out of my xbox and throw it against the hardest nearby wall. I guess I can chalk this up to unpredictability and diversity of location, because I'm not finding the game terribly funny and find the way the game feels just north of cumbersome.
This game has all kinds of important INDUSTRY VISIONARIES and shit in it(some of whom I actually think are rather good) but it feels like nobody really gave a fuck about this game during development and were just throwing shit together hoping magic would happen. I really only am playing this game for Suda 51, since he's probably the best the industry has to offer at this point, but you could tell he didn't really spend a lot of time thinking about this and fleshing it out and went more for odd and surprising than for something earnestly creative. It's kinda vaguely funny at times, but I have a hard time calling this a humorous experience. I'm not a prude as far as toilet humor goes, but there is such a thing as
good toilet humor and
bad toilet humor, this game falling more into the latter. It's bold I guess, but that doesn't really make it good.
Then Shinji Mikami and Akira Yamaoka are involved in this somehow, but I already don't give a shit and now give even less of a shit. I don't like Shinji Mikami. Apparently he did a lot with Killer 7, which is seriously a LEGITIMATE game and one of the best ever, but I'm not sure how much credit I should be giving him for this as I've uniformly disliked every single fucking game the man has released, and haven't enjoyed anything he's done in the last decade. I liked Resident Evil 2, but I was pretty young then, hadn't grown tired of games like that, hadn't really seen good survival horror at that point, and could say with some honesty that I didn't know any better. I like Akira Yamaoka though. I can't get into Silent Hill at all, but his music is great. I don't know if it was a bad sinus headache I had for most of my playthrough of Shadows of the Damned but I actually can't remember any of his music and what parts I did remember felt less like music and more like the recordings of somebody accidentally dropping makeshift musical instruments in the doorway of the recording studio.
However, despite a lack of basic enthusiasm I'm able to muster about what they did with this game, I do find myself strangely compelled to continue playing it. I would liken the experience to the first time you see some horrible internet video, one of those ones that renders you shocked or appalled or just physically disgusted(somehow Rebecca Black comes to mind here), that you feel almost supernaturally compelled to watch to the end, despite the constant plea of all your senses. It's Grisly Car Crash: The Game.
This is probably only a slightly better summary than "THIS GAME GAVE ME AN EPILEPTIC SIEZURE WHICH CAUSED ME TO BITE OFF AND SWALLOW MY OWN TONGUE" so I would advise anybody on the fence to turn the other way and just play something else or do something more productive with your life. I'm playing this game for your sins so you don't need to. I will absorb all the shame in your stead, so you don't need to be struck with the profound embarrassment of your main character screaming TASTE MY BIG BONER over and over for half a fucking hour, likely loud enough for everyone in an earshot to hear and gravely misinterpret.