This is one I played over the break, but didn’t have a chance to write up until now. I waved it in Walker’s direction, suspecting it’d prompt one of his posts about how it’s a game which made him cry over the sheer beauty of it all like the Monkey-Wrench puzzle in Monkey Island 2 (Or something). Except… no. The job’s down to me. The wonderfully evocatively titled I Fell In Love With The Majesty Of Colours is a short narrative adventure with multiple endings and a real dream-like sense of play. Some short thoughts beneath the cut.
And I do mean short thoughts. You could write reams about it, but it’s a game where much of the joy is in making those discoveries of what you’re meant to be doing. The initial leap is actually the “hardest” step in the game – but it’s also the most quietly magical, really capturing the sense of a slumbering leviathan becoming self aware. And I can’t think of a more lovely – and precious and other words beginning with “p” title – than “I Fell In Love With The Majesty Of Colours”. I mean, yeah. We all did.
It’s also about an awesome squid. What’s not to love?