i saw a review a while ago for something else with a sentiment i think applies here, too. on all levels, I wish every game at least tried to do something like this.

it's a game that feels how your brain feels now, at the intersection of our infinitely brutal, careless civilization, the digital psychedelic unreality that you feel lurking in the flashes of broken data that we've spent years gaff-taping with modern gui, and the dream desire to just pull the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ trigger on hapless sickos begetting endless cycles of suffering, with the full understanding that you're just some other sicko's gun, and nothing will ever change.

the vigilante fantasy won't save you or anybody else, the world will still be monoliths of migraine inducing abstractions covered in bloodstains, and you will silently participate in the cruelty, except here, at least you get to hold the gun and play the market.

i saw a review a while ago for something else with a sentiment i think applies here, too. on all levels, I wish every game at least tried to do something like this. it's a game that feels how your brain feels now, at the intersection of our infinitely brutal, careless civilization, the digital psychedelic unreality that you feel lurking in the flashes of broken data that we've spent years gaff-taping with modern gui, and the dream desire to just pull the fucking trigger on hapless sickos begetting endless cycles of suffering, with the full understanding that you're just some other sicko's gun, and nothing will ever change. the vigilante fantasy won't save you or anybody else, the world will still be monoliths of migraine inducing abstractions covered in bloodstains, and you will silently participate in the cruelty, except here, at least you get to hold the gun and play the market.