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POSTED 6/3/11
ILOMILO
SouthEnd
Interactive
Xbox 360/XBLA
Yazz, and
likely the entire Plastic Population as well, would hate IloMilo.
Why? Well, up isn’t the only way...
A smoothly unfolding puzzlegasm, IloMilo – a conjunction of
the two main characters’ names, making them titular - is the tale of
these titular characters that get together each day for tea and
bickies. Titularly. Sadly, however, they have trouble finding each
other, as cosmic forces are fucking with their heads (which they
don’t have – they’re little blobby body-only things) by remixing
their world. At least their chum Sebastian’s around to help
sometimes – a foppish hat-worshipping fellow who, should a live
action IloMilo ever be produced, could only be played by
Stephen Fry.
Ilo and Milo’s beautiful world consists of cubic constructions which
hang in the air in much the same way that bricks don’t*. Kinda
Echochrome given a LittleBigPlanet makeover. You don’t
pootle about on a single plane however, for mini red carpets and
other doobries let you switch to other sides of the blockular
creations – which is often totally necessary both for the main aim,
which is getting Ilo and Milo together, and for secondary stuff
collecting objects ranging from little dudes that unlock bonus
levels, to rekkids (‘teh vinylz’, kids) and fragments of mysterious
love letters from peeps named Ilona and Milton. Hmm, those names
sound a tad familiar...
Puzzles start simply and difficulty amps smoothly as blocky
manipulation’s introduced, then growly blocks that need distracting,
ones that fliddit you through them and more. Stick at it and you’ll
face puzzles that’ll take yonks to nut out, whilst you’ll knock
others over quickly.
It’s all delightfully off-kilter, its originating in Sweden’s Malmo –
The Cardigans country - perhaps explaining why. Deftly combining
classic puzzler elements with original thinking, it’s marvellous
what a difference IloMilo makes…
* A line we SO wish we could take credit for but, of
course, it belongs to the much-missed Douglas Adams
–
may he rest peacefully and
towel-accoutred.
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