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My Slow Descent Into Loserhood - My Atari Games |
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JOUST
Rating: 9.5
High Score (So far): 42100
Wow, a 9.5 eh? This game deserves it for many reasons. The first is the game play. I consider the control to be a precursor to "Mario on ice", but much less annoying. Try, just try to play this without craning your neck this way and that--you can't!! |
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Next is the addictiveness factor, which is quite (I think) unsurpassed. While the graphics are arguably suspect, you don't even notice. Just get a load of the screech-stop (left). This plays so perfectly with the wonky-control. The animation is near flawless as well.
This is another Paul's basement game that almost always ended in fisticuffs of some sort. |
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With that out of the way, I have to ask, "just what the hell is this game??" What (and I mean this quite literally) genius thought of this concept? I never read instruction booklets or backgrounds or anything--I'm not that type of loser (YET!). I like to make up my own stories to games. But I don't get this game--you fly around on a goddamn emu or ostrich which can for some reason fly and hit other dudes on emus or ostriches and they turn into goddamn eggs?? WTF?? |
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And they turn back into dudes on ostriches or emus but now they're PISSED. Every once in a while a friggin' pterodactyl screams "EEER-ONT!" and flies by. At one point in our civilization were we living like this, and if so, why are the history books lying to me?
If this is all just a fantasy, then it is one of the greatest works of mankind since "the Name Game" by Shirley Ellis. |
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All stupidness and self-amusement aside, if you do not own a 2600 I reccomend buying if only to purchase this game.
Have fun. |
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