So, I finally have a weekend to myself. Nothing to do but catch up on some quality video game time, watch the Tigers, and make some progress on my wargaming miniatures.
First up? Journey. I've been waiting for some time to myself where I could give the game a complete play through without interruption. I'd heard that the game takes 4 hours to complete (actually less, I think I may have been under 2 hours) so this was a great opportunity to do so.
thatgamecompany, the studio behind Journey, is a critical darling well known for putting out "games" that fall comfortably into an "interactive art" genre.
Their 3 game deal with sony consists of "flOw", "flOwer", and "Journey." The latter two garnering substantial accolades from critics.
Gamers and critics often set their hopes on when at some point, a video game will come along that will make you cry. The idea being; that invoking such an emotion would finally elevate video games to the respected levels of movies, television, and books.
Journey doesn't make you cry. At least it didn't me. There was no reason to. However, something else incredible happend. I don't think I've ever played a game where I experienced a rush of chills. At least not until I completed Journey.