Baby don’t cry. Baby don’t cry...
Please, don’t. We’re
trying, we really are.
But Baby will cry. She’s lost in a
world of her nightmares and, like every toddler of very few years,
wants her mummy. It’s up to whoever’s Vita-wielding to hold her hand
mother and daughter. No pressure!
Naturally there is
pressure, and we’ll get to that. But first some descriptive setup
stuff, for we’re led to believe that people like such things.
Murasaki Baby bears the name of a fictional Japanese
heroine, but looks akin to the aftermath of a collision of the
brains of Berkeley Breathed and Tim Burton (complete with forehead
mouth). Her icky dream world’s populated with the usual things we
imagine the bonces of babes to be bathing in – monsters, weird
melanges of everyday stuff and wild hairdos. Actually, the latter
may just be us... It’s all done in an animated pencil-drawn style,
with splashes of colour beyond Baby’s purple heart-shaped balloon
Let this pop and you’ll have one distraught little’un
on your hands, and you’ll be catapulted to an often way-back
checkpoint to wrong, do it again. We're talking platform puzzler
with Ico and
Limbo shades, whereby in
typical kiddie fashion you treasure your balloon while gleefully
bursting those of others you encounter. Still, this yields various
rear touchpad abilities. Swipe to grey, turn your balloon to rock to
avoid windy gales. Go purple and distract monsters with TV... and so
You’ll eventually juggle all manner of swipes, flips and
frontal screen finger plops to avoid stressing out Baby. You,
however, will increasingly become the personification of stress.
Just like real parenting!
While Murasaki Baby’s an
emotional rollercoaster that’s often quite beautiful and frequently
heart-tugging, technical frustrations abound – like requiring more
fingers and hands than the average human possesses for assorted
Bugger parenthood, we’re going iguana. Ah,