- Sep 10, 2021
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You know what game just absolutely fucking broke me? My Bully is My Lover. (Which he's got to come with a better name for, or at least one that makes telling people this not quite so embarrassing.)Man, I love Bella, but it broke my heart to see Nami cry, fuck this game, fuck this dev and fuck every single person that recommended this amazing game. Instead of a blueballing warning, we should have a too much feels warning.
My only solace is the fact that people seem to imply that Nami + Bella is possible, because I am already regretting my choice.
The thing I've discovered I like about this medium, when it's something other than pornography, is an element of completely unselfconscious melodrama I've never come across anywhere else in modern fiction. I mean, Summer's Gone is about a traumatized grouch picking which girl to date freshman year of college, and Ocean's turned that into a grand Byronic tragedy through sheer aesthetic power and totally unwavering commitment to the idea that it all matters.
I can't think of any other contemporary form that can pull off that level of sincerity. Even the best of it has this morbid level of self-doubt baked in from the get go. As if every human passion is just a passing malady to get through on the way to a proper state of broken indifference.