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| My Slow Descent Into Loserhood - My Atari Games | ||||||||||||||||||
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| Rating: 9.0 High Score (so far): 22410 Phoenix. The rising sunbird. House of the Rising Sun. Eric Burdon. Beast of Burden. The Rolling Stones. Like a Rolling Stone. Bob Dylan. Dylan Thomas. Limey Bastard. Eric Burdon. House of the Rising Sun. Phoenix. Need I say more? |
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| Really though, I am going to have to start doing pages for games I hate, because it seems like every page I do I LOVE the game. I don't use the word "love" lightly. But I friggin' love this game like I love seeing people slip on ice. I love it like I love brushing pork rind crumbs from between my chest hairs. This game is as addictive as nicotine and twice as deadly. |
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| Note the startlingly advanced graphics (for the time). And the play is so smooth you have to shake salt on it... so you don't slip... and then... and then your car rusts in the spring and you think "why the hell don't I just buy a new car?"... and... and then your wife yells at you for tracking mud in the house and you pray for the sweet eternal bliss of death to fall upon you. That's smooth, alright! |
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| The only thing holding this game from a 9.5 or maybe a 10 is the picture to the right. Don't get me wrong, this is probably the most fun part of the game, but C'MON! How do you go from "startlingly advanced" graphics to block city? WTF? And that alien? He's twice the size of your ship! And for some reason he lost his arms, perhaps in a boating accident or mishap on the railroad tracks. |
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