(Donning pointy bra...) Come on, Ho!
Pots, spots and a kite that flies
In a hyper-coloured world you’re sperm...
Hey! Who let Father Christmas in here?
Actually, we didn’t trip over him in our Hohokum travels, but then
he might have been cosplaying as a dot or something. For if that
screengrabby thing hasn’t alerted you, this is one weird puppy of a
game. An extremely vivid weird puppy of a game.
Kind of a
conglomeration of Noby Noby Boy, LocoRoco and
plenty of Yellow Submarine and Fantasia vibes mixed in, you – as a
one-eyed spermy, wormy thingummy - are let loose to explore.
Initially there seems to be no point other than to stumble upon what
new bits of weird shit have splooged forth from the creators’
brainboxes. However, puzzles both obvious and nebulous gradually
begin to wheedle their way into your consciousness. Could there
actually be a
point to this silliness?
As such, you can liberate spermy
friends hiding in various wildly differing levels that you
access through spot-encrusted round windows. It’s open world nuttiness,
essentially, whereby you may find yourself schlepping stuff to send
kites flying, electrifying clotheslines to score rollercoaster cars
or whatever the fuck you’re supposed to do in the level with apple
trees and coloured beans.
Frankly, even if there was no point
whatsoever we’d love Hohokum, just for the childlike wonder that it
ignited in us as we lolloped about making music happen and colouring
in all manner of blobby things.
If you’ve ever wished to
become immersed in a world that looks much like we expect the real
world does to Keita Takahashi then Hohokum will enthral you. If linearity, subtlety and reality
are mandatory then you’ll despise it.
Which means you likely hate panda babies too, and you probably
work in HR.