Videogame Review, Traverse USA for the PS4 (Arcade Archives)

Videogame Review, Traverse USA for the PS4 (Arcade Archives)

An excellent draw on a guy’s motorcycle which flies in the face of fate.  Controls here are approachable and comfortable to deal with once you’ve banged your head more than a few times in the beginning at 500cc and determine success by glowing measures you might remember from old arcade games like blinking wheels and bushes in so many bits of information, plus you have Las Vegas in represented neon and Viva! NY across the wings towards the higher cc’s.  Traverse USA on the PS4 comes with both the Japanese version and the Western version although either game is almost exactly like the other except perhaps for the slight joystick movement differences.  (I feel things with my schizophrenia.)  Your thumbstick will allow for two-way control with the PS4’s unique analog interface on such contraption and it’s a healthy gimmick on Traverse USA’s digital control that’ll have you screaming “Hallelujah!” or “What do you want on your pizza?” while you’re exploring similar roads on varying difficulties.  Traverse eventually repeats itself with similar happenings, not like Berserk on the Atari 2600, but both games often repeat on similarities and subtle differences enough for all two to be like cliches of gaming, cliches which have powerful impact on your mind and leave everything in your life with more meaning, more significance, exclusive light and profound occurrences of their abstractions and created distortions of reality that I appeal to with mild quarters or the reset button and get along for the ride/show over the top of magnificence.  A cliche like Traverse USA may be like a secret message of desire you’d like to pass onto another gamer who’s more into conversation as well as gaming, to go from point A to point ZZZ or more with provocative means of gameplay to which the PS4 controller demands so much beauty at the slightest touch of command- so, whenever we’re hitting the road and going to Boston in Traverse, Chicago in Traverse, Los Angeles in Traverse, there’s distortion, there’s beauty, there’s guidance along the bends for which your little motorcycle guy, clad in bright colors and who shows his back to desertous streams and unwalkable paths of destruction, faces oncoming cars whether they’re turned around or turned another way around against roaring, painted lines on the roads or sand or even oil-slick, slippery Wheelie sections in my mind, though, to get from Las Vegas to New York and have Viva in my ways of technology and private performance, Traverse should seem more like a treat than ordinary craft.  Visuals throughout Traverse are rather beautiful or even daunting upon the racing grounds, subtle features like winking fountains and gasoline cans printed on by strange label words, anything that goes with gameplay and performance even if a sign in Las Vegas shows a juggling clown of rubber balls or the Statue of Liberty waves me in after planes long ago puffed decoration into a city’s urban atmosphere.  It’s dumb luck at first, then bad luck, but then good luck when you begin all over again and eventually go from dumb to bad luck on more quarters used or PS4’s simple measurements of slotted quarter icons given through the triangle button.  Playstation has been a bit more alien to me because I’ve been so used to the Nintendo programming and modulated controllers but I’m getting through with videogame life: to play, to tilt, to flick and twist a controller on the PS4 just through technological favors between me and Sony despite the fact Nintendo’s on my parade as well as Microsoft and now-defunct companies.  Atari technically still exists but with new ownership and I don’t know about Irem, a business which was responsible for Traverse USA and probably shakes its chains upon the Playstation Store interface in Sony’s such spider-web menus and graphical improvements and even smooth downloads of excellence.  Perhaps this review has more personality than tough logic, yet, however I get through crashing cars near bushy deserts and escapable bridges along bodies of pixelated water, arcade excellence is that drive between courses on display and courses that lie ahead if you get to that sheer progress, excel at odds, get difficulty in varying numbers in traffic and suicidal maniacs until or before there’s a great high score of finished performance along with Playstation Trophies and a big reward of retrogaming satisfaction.     

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