THE FANCY PANTS ADVENTURES
PS3/PSN (also on Xbox 360/XBLA)
It’s a problem we’ve all faced... angry bath tub pirates that smell
funny. Wha-whaddya mean you’ve NFI what we’re talking about?!
They’re the big bads (or are they – DunDunDUNNNNN...) in this
relatively (a)vast elaboration upon the apparently popular Flash
games of similar nomenclature we missed ’cos we use our PC for work
and our consoles for pleasure.
This thing’s Simon the Likeable in game form, from the silly humour
to the visual style – simple doodles vaguely reminiscent of the
fabby Cyanide & Happiness. Imagine letting a
five-year-old loose on a portrait of
Sonic the Hedgehog without red or blue textas and that’s likely
nothing akin to what this looks like. But it’s gorgeous, m’kay?
We mentioned Sonic on purpose. In the world of Fancy Pants –
incidentally the main protagonist - momentum’s your friend. But it
can also be a pain in the arse. You cannon about collecting
squiggles (coins in most any other platformer), aiming to rescue
your little sister Cutie Pants from those aforementioned bath time
buccaneers. They may not be so hard – preoccupied with the absence
of a foxy discoball and all - but said sibling may have turned yo-ho-ho,
and be more concerned with ships matching her outfits. Family; can’t
live with ’em, can’t scuttle ’em.
The many levels vary greatly, and progression unlocks stylish
clobber. Our fave ensemble was totally bodacious psychedelic dacks
and an Elvis pompadour – your mileage may vary. About halfway
through you’re weaponised – a pencil, although alternatives are
available - and the vibe alters. Not necessarily for the better, as
free-flowingness becomes more stuttertational.
Local multiplayer’s hooty, and handy for revisiting areas where
collectible stars and stuff proved elusive. Online’s not so
funkgasmic – it’s kinda clunky.
The Fancy Pants Adventures totally charmed our socks off. Our
tootsies are now blue. Boo! Hiss!