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Saturday, November 24, 2018

Videogame Review, Zen Pinball 2- “South Park: Super Sweet Pinball” for the Nintendo Wii U




Videogame Review, Zen Pinball 2- “South Park: Super Sweet Pinball” for the Nintendo Wii U


It’s not sweet.  This is a game which entertains bullies.  Nobody is safe from South Park and nobody is in danger from South Park.  Menu selections are a bore and somewhat unreliable, too.  Look at the fields in our pinball table- doesn’t it seem like everything is a big, giant eye?  Attention grabbers need not apply.  During the game I’m forced to deal with all this noise coming from everywhere; I mean, everywhere.  Imagination by the artists is abused and insulted, over, and over.  Gunshots come out of nowhere.  This is “sweet”?  Last time I’ve recalled I don’t think blatant crime could ever be termed a parody without some kind of exaggeration bullies are hoping for.  “Home Alone” (the movie) is sweet; South Park (pinball table) is not.  Confusion is at hand.  Playing this game is like rubbing my face against a wall and getting lots of cuts… while being sunburned.  A big, fat kid sings the worst song about human debris I’ve ever heard.  What’s his name?  Who knows… maybe he’s the guy who hurt Santa Claus.  And why are all of these eyes staring right at me?  Can’t the characters look to the left or to the right or something?  I mean, there’s got to be an answer to all this noise.  Think about it!  A kid is dragged down the hall… he’s painted green by Martians… something comes out of the toilet… man, these metaphors sound like a bully’s mindset.  Jokes constantly fail to be parallel to good humor and typically fall flat and dull since language doesn’t really build up to much other than name-calling and gross-outs.  Honestly I believe that if a person with a temper problem tried playing this South Park pinball game he’d get so upset and disturbed from everything that the TV would be pushed off.  Perhaps bullies like to think of strange objects and materials for pursuing irritations to dwell on for spooks and insane privilege.  Hey, I like chaos, but the pinball game doesn’t really have any of that.  Once people have gotten used to slang that goes into their ears off and on for long periods of time beauty naturally vanishes.  We have to remember that beauty is a kind of exception as opposed to broad, poorly drawn eyes.  None of us can really imagine that something as simple as eye color actually matters to a bully.  Religion makes no sense to South Park; Science makes no sense to South Park.  So where are the creators’ heads floating?  Controls may be as nice as the strong colors despite the fact complexity is merely nonexistent.  The game’s just this: “bang bang, weep weep, ha ha.”  I can’t find any statement funny enough to learn of it as a joke.  Everything is a complete waste.  Literally…

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