INSANELY TWISTED SHADOW PLANET
ack-ack-ack-ack. Ack! Erm hang on, our babel fish needs a tweak. Ack-ac...
oochy-coo. Much better!
Insanely Twisted Shadow Planet opens with a little green bag
straight out of Holland... erm, we’re sorry, we’ll write that again.
Crazily Mangled Dinge Asteroid opens with a little green man
compressed into his discular spaceship (picked up for a song from
Honest Abe’s ’50s Sci-Fi Propstopia) before heading off wild black
yonderwards to rain havoc on raven-toned crapulence that’s
bleurghinating his planet. Obviously he’s no Public Enemy fan...
Ooh, and what a world it is, shadowy trespassers or no. Imagine the
art styles of Patapon and
World of Goo colliding, chuck in some
Limbo then attach it to gameplay
reminiscent of Pixeljunk
Shooter crashing into Metroid-like tunneltastic
exploration. Spacey-shooty-puzzling – woo!
If judged upon appearance alone, Loonily Garbled Gloom Globe
would be the Bo Derek of pixels. Mercifully though there’s a decent
game underlying the style. You control that aforementioned
stereotypical spaceship and its gradually burgeoning arsenal,
including a pop-pop gun needing an oomph injection to picky-uppy
pincers, a giganto saw blade that makes mincemeat of mincemeat –
and, handily, rocks - plus a handy WTF?-o-ray that makes up for the
game giving NFI what to actually do save for assigning these weapons
to different buttons.
Despite detours – some devious - containing useful and non-useful
bonus stuff, things are quite linear. Still, when that line leads to
spectacular boss battles that rely on smarts rather than
wooshnificent trigger triggering, we’re not whining. Deaths are
infrequent despite increasingly dastardly and plain fucked-up
adversaries, as little yellow health-boosting foofs are plentiful.
For dark is the suede that mows like a harves... erm, THUMP! Ah we
love percussive therapy. Right, uh, Irrationally Gnarled
Adumbration Sphere is mighty fine eatin’... THERUMP! OK,
Insanely Twisted Shadow Planet’s far-out!