Once imagined as an open-world spin-off of the Forza Motorsport series, Forza Horizon has grown into the main event. Across the last five games, the globe-trotting, open-world racing series has taken players from the Australian Outback to the beaches of Mexico and beyond. But one location has been on the community's wishlist for years and years. In Forza Horizon 6, we finally head to Japan, and it's the pairing of this huge, diverse racing playground with best-in-class gameplay that makes Forza Horizon 6 so hard to put down.

In Forza Horizon 6, the Horizon Festival has descended on Tokyo and the surrounding region, taking its brightly colored decor and cheerfully car-obsessed people to a map that feels larger and more interesting than any before it. The last few entries of the series had been chasing the high of Forza Horizon 3's Australian map, but here, the team has finally raised the bar. Drifting through Shibuya Crossing, barreling down snowy roads in the Alps, and cutting stylishly through bamboo forests or past the country's iconic cherry blossoms are among the many thrills the open world offers.

Like its predecessors, Forza Horizon 6 reimagines Japan, taking artistic license to condense its many different settings into one drivable area, and it's done so thoughtfully that arriving in a new region often feels like a cinematic event. The enormous roadside snowbanks in the northern part of the map are intimidating, blanketing the streets in shadow, while speeding past the bullet train in the opening set-piece proves right away that developer Playground Games still understands what makes this series memorable. Simply put, it is the exploration of the game's map that is its best feature, even more than racing through it.

Much of the game's appeal comes from its incredible flexibility in difficulty settings and its driving model, bringing back a lengthy list of options that previous games have also enjoyed. Fine-tuning your experience is entirely up to you, and while the default settings masterfully walk the line between sim and arcade racing, you can lean more toward one or the other with a huge selection of customization options. This gives each player the flexibility to experience Forza Horizon 6 on their own terms.

If you want driving controls that demand precision and punish you with a more realistic damage model, you can have them. If you want more assists, like having the game gently aid you in braking, you can have that, too. There's even an auto-drive function, where your vehicle will head to the destination marked on your map, or even race for you, if you really want it to, leaving you to focus on other joys as you define them.

The series' popular rewind function also means that, whatever you decide, you'll have a proverbial eraser on-hand to quickly fix any mistakes. It's all as challenging as you want it to be, and Playground doesn't care what your preferences are--it'll accommodate. With its sunny disposition, Forza Horizon 6 makes it clear once more: This is your festival, and what fun looks like is entirely up to you.

Each race type, from neon-soaked street races and slippery dirt circuits, to elaborate cross-country excursions--my favorite racing event in the game--succeeds because of how fundamentally sound and flexible Forza Horizon 6's driving mechanics are. There are around 600 cars in the game at launch, and no two seem exactly the same. For those who want an experience you could call more sim than arcade, mastering one of your favorite vehicles becomes like learning the kit for your favorite hero in Overwatch or Marvel Rivals. That's especially true when you take them online, where other players can often challenge you even more than the CPU racers, and where user-generated content might have goals in mind that Playground Games hadn't implemented or even considered. There, players can create custom races with their own stipulations.

The use of seasons, first seen in Forza Horizon 4, returns and demands that players account for variables such as changing weather patterns and limited-time events meant to highlight those conditions. Races can unfold differently depending on which car you've chosen and the season at that time. If you're a real gearhead, you can spend a lot of time tweaking a car's performance to your liking, effectively making every vehicle a nearly blank slate for those who want to pop the hood, and the moving target of seasonal events means you can practically live in this game if you want to, tweaking cars endlessly to best take on each one.

As much as Forza Horizon is a racing game, it's also simply a driving game, and the difference is more interesting than that may sound at first. Much of what there is to do on the sprawling Forza Horizon 6 map isn't interested in speeding ahead of the pack to claim victory. Instead, you'll take tours with sightseers, help a photographer find the perfect cover photos, and perform food deliveries, among other events. I didn't particularly care for the delivery jobs, which play out sort of like Crazy Taxi, but less fun. Still, most of the time, I loved these non-racing events as they introduced each region on a different level, and literally at a different pace. In these moments, Horizon 6 is more about appreciating what is in front of you, rather than zooming past it.

My favorite activity, which I actually wish there was more of, is finding all nine treasure cars. With one in each region of the map and only a photo of its location to use as a clue, I needed to track down these hidden gems, and the light detective work of matching visual markers in the photo to real life was a lovely change of pace. This string of side missions returns unchanged from the last game, but is a big part of why I didn't see the game's opening credits until I was several hours deep. Horizon 6 leaves you to your devices for a while, and what that meant for me was an early obsession with these secret cars that overtook the more intended introduction.

As fantastic as the map is this time around, I think one aspect that works in its favor is just how many cars are made in Japan. More than Australia, the UK, or Mexico, the series' other most recent destinations, Japan is a hub of car manufacturers. Forza Horizon 6 seems to revel in this fact, going deep on Japanese auto and racing history, specifically, and spanning all the makes and models you'd expect to find in a series with such a sincere appreciation for car culture. In a way, despite this being the sixth game in a series that spans the globe and is developed in the UK, Forza Horizon 6 feels like it's the series coming home.

Perhaps the series' special sauce is how often it doles out rewards and how varied they can be. It feels like anything you do in this game earns you a virtual high five. If you compete in a race, you'll get a bunch of points for your campaign progress, which unlocks more events around the world, including what you could call the game's boss missions, the Showcase events. You don't even need to win races, though you'll get a bit more progress if you do. If you drive without crashing into anything for a bit, you'll get a clean driving bonus and earn some experience points. If you crash into lots of objects, that's fine too; you'll earn XP for wreckage. XP will grant you more skill points to spend on your car, so that you can, in turn, perform even greater feats and earn more XP in the game's cycle of rewards.

You'll frequently unlock wheelspins, too, which will randomly award you money, cars, or other rewards such as custom car horns. You'll routinely unlock new mission types, such as the series' popular Barn Finds, hidden fixer-upper vehicles stashed off the beaten path. It feels like you can't drive for 30 seconds without amassing some new reward, and it's rare that you won't have enough money to buy whatever it is that's attracted your attention. Every time I went into the menus, I had more stuff to claim. It was overwhelming, but not in a bad way. It's almost comical how much the game cheers you on and showers you with gifts in the form of customization options for your car and character, cash, and new events. It's like a less insidious social media scroll, sending you down a dopamine highway. It's a formula Forza Horizon nailed years ago, and though it hasn't changed, it remains difficult to put the game down because the next cool thing to see or do is forever just around the corner.

Continuing a tradition for the series, Forza Horizon 6 is a visual and technical showpiece for Xbox. Whether on my Series X or PC, the game looks stunning, with car exteriors and interiors meticulously crafted with a keen attention to detail. Transitioning from car to car also seems to be quicker than in past entries, with hardly a pause when I'd swap out one car for another. Jumping to a first-person perspective so I could listen to each car or truck from the driver's seat was a persistent point of interest for me, too, as they're each given their true-to-life engine roars, or--in the case of the electric cars--their faint hums.

Like before, you can buy properties around the map to use as fast travel points. In past games, they haven't done much else and didn't seem to serve much purpose, since you can also fast travel to any piece of road you've previously visited. But now these properties have been equipped with full customization tools akin to those in Fallout 4, where you can drop in assets and create your own spaces as a means of self-expression and let other players visit them. This does make them more interesting than before, but the idea of others visiting your space doesn't seem to mean much. Sure, they can check out which cars you've displayed, and maybe you've reshaped your garage into some absurd art project, but the fun seems to stop there. I have a lot more fun in this game on the road than in the garage, and without walkable spaces for avatars to explore others' creations in a hands-on way, I don't see that changing. I'd get as much enjoyment from seeing my friends' projects if I merely saw images of them in a text message.

All of this attention to detail amounts to a massive playground full of real-life landmarks, thrilling courses, and surprising side jobs, and it's certainly a great time, though occasionally--and more so early on--I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew the formula too well. I've played all the games in this series, so things like the boss-style Showcase events didn't do as much to dazzle me as they did a decade ago, or even as much as they did in the previous game. Sure, I've not raced a Gundam-like mech before, so the details have changed, but the way it unfolds was all too familiar. I know by now that, so long as I stay roughly on the pace the game expects me to be on, it's going to let me win in the end, and so these boss races feel like a lot of style without much substance.

The two-pronged campaign, one being the Festival proper and the other being the Discover Japan sightseeing tour, means you can focus on one or the other for a long time, or switch between them if you prefer. But eventually the game's admirable flexibility becomes more rigid, demanding you nearly perfect all of its races and PR stunts to unlock its final Showcase and see everything it has to offer. I understand wanting this final Showcase to feel well-earned, but for about 30 hours, Forza Horizon 6 reassured me that I was in total control of my experience, only to switch it up in the final stretch and demand I play by its rules.

In these ways, Forza Horizon 6 suffers, though I suspect that's only true if you've spent a lot of time in each of these games. If you're coming to it with fresh eyes, you'll likely find yourself completely enamored of everything it has to offer. If you have a lot of miles on your Forza career, you may find, like I did, that diminishing returns have begun to set in, and the inevitable Forza Horizon 7 ought to figure out how to shake up the formula in a big way.

Nevertheless, Forza Horizon 6 is a gorgeous open-world game that is as much about racing as it is about taking a virtual vacation. Moving the series to Japan is an overdue high note, giving players the best map to date, while the hundreds of cars once again look and feel incredible, no matter the type or terrain. The customization options and an obsession with showering you in positive stimuli make every mile feel worthwhile, but if you're very familiar with the series, you might agree that some of the formula has become predictable by now. There's still lots of tread on these tires, though, and it's enough to make Forza Horizon 6 another joy ride in the most adaptable and enjoyable racing series out there.

Once imagined as an open-world spin-off of the Forza Motorsport series, Forza Horizon has grown into the main event. Across the last five games, the globe-trotting, open-world racing series has taken players from the Australian Outback to the beaches of Mexico and beyond. But one location has been on the community's wishlist for years and years. In Forza Horizon 6, we finally head to Japan, and it's the pairing of this huge, diverse racing playground with best-in-class gameplay that makes Forza Horizon 6 so hard to put down.

In Forza Horizon 6, the Horizon Festival has descended on Tokyo and the surrounding region, taking its brightly colored decor and cheerfully car-obsessed people to a map that feels larger and more interesting than any before it. The last few entries of the series had been chasing the high of Forza Horizon 3's Australian map, but here, the team has finally raised the bar. Drifting through Shibuya Crossing, barreling down snowy roads in the Alps, and cutting stylishly through bamboo forests or past the country's iconic cherry blossoms are among the many thrills the open world offers.

Like its predecessors, Forza Horizon 6 reimagines Japan, taking artistic license to condense its many different settings into one drivable area, and it's done so thoughtfully that arriving in a new region often feels like a cinematic event. The enormous roadside snowbanks in the northern part of the map are intimidating, blanketing the streets in shadow, while speeding past the bullet train in the opening set-piece proves right away that developer Playground Games still understands what makes this series memorable. Simply put, it is the exploration of the game's map that is its best feature, even more than racing through it.

Much of the game's appeal comes from its incredible flexibility in difficulty settings and its driving model, bringing back a lengthy list of options that previous games have also enjoyed. Fine-tuning your experience is entirely up to you, and while the default settings masterfully walk the line between sim and arcade racing, you can lean more toward one or the other with a huge selection of customization options. This gives each player the flexibility to experience Forza Horizon 6 on their own terms.

If you want driving controls that demand precision and punish you with a more realistic damage model, you can have them. If you want more assists, like having the game gently aid you in braking, you can have that, too. There's even an auto-drive function, where your vehicle will head to the destination marked on your map, or even race for you, if you really want it to, leaving you to focus on other joys as you define them.

The series' popular rewind function also means that, whatever you decide, you'll have a proverbial eraser on-hand to quickly fix any mistakes. It's all as challenging as you want it to be, and Playground doesn't care what your preferences are--it'll accommodate. With its sunny disposition, Forza Horizon 6 makes it clear once more: This is your festival, and what fun looks like is entirely up to you.

Each race type, from neon-soaked street races and slippery dirt circuits, to elaborate cross-country excursions--my favorite racing event in the game--succeeds because of how fundamentally sound and flexible Forza Horizon 6's driving mechanics are. There are around 600 cars in the game at launch, and no two seem exactly the same. For those who want an experience you could call more sim than arcade, mastering one of your favorite vehicles becomes like learning the kit for your favorite hero in Overwatch or Marvel Rivals. That's especially true when you take them online, where other players can often challenge you even more than the CPU racers, and where user-generated content might have goals in mind that Playground Games hadn't implemented or even considered. There, players can create custom races with their own stipulations.

The use of seasons, first seen in Forza Horizon 4, returns and demands that players account for variables such as changing weather patterns and limited-time events meant to highlight those conditions. Races can unfold differently depending on which car you've chosen and the season at that time. If you're a real gearhead, you can spend a lot of time tweaking a car's performance to your liking, effectively making every vehicle a nearly blank slate for those who want to pop the hood, and the moving target of seasonal events means you can practically live in this game if you want to, tweaking cars endlessly to best take on each one.

As much as Forza Horizon is a racing game, it's also simply a driving game, and the difference is more interesting than that may sound at first. Much of what there is to do on the sprawling Forza Horizon 6 map isn't interested in speeding ahead of the pack to claim victory. Instead, you'll take tours with sightseers, help a photographer find the perfect cover photos, and perform food deliveries, among other events. I didn't particularly care for the delivery jobs, which play out sort of like Crazy Taxi, but less fun. Still, most of the time, I loved these non-racing events as they introduced each region on a different level, and literally at a different pace. In these moments, Horizon 6 is more about appreciating what is in front of you, rather than zooming past it.

My favorite activity, which I actually wish there was more of, is finding all nine treasure cars. With one in each region of the map and only a photo of its location to use as a clue, I needed to track down these hidden gems, and the light detective work of matching visual markers in the photo to real life was a lovely change of pace. This string of side missions returns unchanged from the last game, but is a big part of why I didn't see the game's opening credits until I was several hours deep. Horizon 6 leaves you to your devices for a while, and what that meant for me was an early obsession with these secret cars that overtook the more intended introduction.

As fantastic as the map is this time around, I think one aspect that works in its favor is just how many cars are made in Japan. More than Australia, the UK, or Mexico, the series' other most recent destinations, Japan is a hub of car manufacturers. Forza Horizon 6 seems to revel in this fact, going deep on Japanese auto and racing history, specifically, and spanning all the makes and models you'd expect to find in a series with such a sincere appreciation for car culture. In a way, despite this being the sixth game in a series that spans the globe and is developed in the UK, Forza Horizon 6 feels like it's the series coming home.

Perhaps the series' special sauce is how often it doles out rewards and how varied they can be. It feels like anything you do in this game earns you a virtual high five. If you compete in a race, you'll get a bunch of points for your campaign progress, which unlocks more events around the world, including what you could call the game's boss missions, the Showcase events. You don't even need to win races, though you'll get a bit more progress if you do. If you drive without crashing into anything for a bit, you'll get a clean driving bonus and earn some experience points. If you crash into lots of objects, that's fine too; you'll earn XP for wreckage. XP will grant you more skill points to spend on your car, so that you can, in turn, perform even greater feats and earn more XP in the game's cycle of rewards.

You'll frequently unlock wheelspins, too, which will randomly award you money, cars, or other rewards such as custom car horns. You'll routinely unlock new mission types, such as the series' popular Barn Finds, hidden fixer-upper vehicles stashed off the beaten path. It feels like you can't drive for 30 seconds without amassing some new reward, and it's rare that you won't have enough money to buy whatever it is that's attracted your attention. Every time I went into the menus, I had more stuff to claim. It was overwhelming, but not in a bad way. It's almost comical how much the game cheers you on and showers you with gifts in the form of customization options for your car and character, cash, and new events. It's like a less insidious social media scroll, sending you down a dopamine highway. It's a formula Forza Horizon nailed years ago, and though it hasn't changed, it remains difficult to put the game down because the next cool thing to see or do is forever just around the corner.

Continuing a tradition for the series, Forza Horizon 6 is a visual and technical showpiece for Xbox. Whether on my Series X or PC, the game looks stunning, with car exteriors and interiors meticulously crafted with a keen attention to detail. Transitioning from car to car also seems to be quicker than in past entries, with hardly a pause when I'd swap out one car for another. Jumping to a first-person perspective so I could listen to each car or truck from the driver's seat was a persistent point of interest for me, too, as they're each given their true-to-life engine roars, or--in the case of the electric cars--their faint hums.

Like before, you can buy properties around the map to use as fast travel points. In past games, they haven't done much else and didn't seem to serve much purpose, since you can also fast travel to any piece of road you've previously visited. But now these properties have been equipped with full customization tools akin to those in Fallout 4, where you can drop in assets and create your own spaces as a means of self-expression and let other players visit them. This does make them more interesting than before, but the idea of others visiting your space doesn't seem to mean much. Sure, they can check out which cars you've displayed, and maybe you've reshaped your garage into some absurd art project, but the fun seems to stop there. I have a lot more fun in this game on the road than in the garage, and without walkable spaces for avatars to explore others' creations in a hands-on way, I don't see that changing. I'd get as much enjoyment from seeing my friends' projects if I merely saw images of them in a text message.

All of this attention to detail amounts to a massive playground full of real-life landmarks, thrilling courses, and surprising side jobs, and it's certainly a great time, though occasionally--and more so early on--I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew the formula too well. I've played all the games in this series, so things like the boss-style Showcase events didn't do as much to dazzle me as they did a decade ago, or even as much as they did in the previous game. Sure, I've not raced a Gundam-like mech before, so the details have changed, but the way it unfolds was all too familiar. I know by now that, so long as I stay roughly on the pace the game expects me to be on, it's going to let me win in the end, and so these boss races feel like a lot of style without much substance.

The two-pronged campaign, one being the Festival proper and the other being the Discover Japan sightseeing tour, means you can focus on one or the other for a long time, or switch between them if you prefer. But eventually the game's admirable flexibility becomes more rigid, demanding you nearly perfect all of its races and PR stunts to unlock its final Showcase and see everything it has to offer. I understand wanting this final Showcase to feel well-earned, but for about 30 hours, Forza Horizon 6 reassured me that I was in total control of my experience, only to switch it up in the final stretch and demand I play by its rules.

In these ways, Forza Horizon 6 suffers, though I suspect that's only true if you've spent a lot of time in each of these games. If you're coming to it with fresh eyes, you'll likely find yourself completely enamored of everything it has to offer. If you have a lot of miles on your Forza career, you may find, like I did, that diminishing returns have begun to set in, and the inevitable Forza Horizon 7 ought to figure out how to shake up the formula in a big way.

Nevertheless, Forza Horizon 6 is a gorgeous open-world game that is as much about racing as it is about taking a virtual vacation. Moving the series to Japan is an overdue high note, giving players the best map to date, while the hundreds of cars once again look and feel incredible, no matter the type or terrain. The customization options and an obsession with showering you in positive stimuli make every mile feel worthwhile, but if you're very familiar with the series, you might agree that some of the formula has become predictable by now. There's still lots of tread on these tires, though, and it's enough to make Forza Horizon 6 another joy ride in the most adaptable and enjoyable racing series out there.

In the underappreciated 2008 comedy Role Models, Christopher Mintz-Plasse's character, the exceedingly nerdy Augie, is asked if he likes Coca-Cola. "I like the idea of it more than I actually like it," he answers.

I always found it a funny, confusing answer, but this fifth entry in The Dark Pictures horror anthology, with its grating performances, rote stealth sequences, and signs of an aging formula, makes me realize I can relate; I like the idea of this anthology more than I actually like playing its games.

In Directive 8020, developer Supermassive Games takes us to outer space for the first time in the series. Following stories focused on a cursed shipwreck, New England witchcraft, monster-infested caves, and a modern slasher inspired by H.H. Holmes, the latest one-off title is heavily inspired by two giants of its genre: Alien and John Carpenter's The Thing. A crew of heroes-to-be surveys a potential new home planet for humanity, Tau Ceti f, before a disaster leaves them stranded on it with an alien organism that can steal organic likenesses, such as human faces and bodies.

Directive 8020 is not just the fifth Dark Pictures entry, but speaks to a longer, broader trend that has seen the studio make movie-like games designed around branching gameplay and story choices, stressful quick-time events, and the threat of permadeath when you screw something up, be it a branching choice or a sequence of button-mashing. When the studio first started making these types of games with 2015's Until Dawn, it presented them like movies, with fixed camera angles meant to mimic the cinematic touch of a feature film. But Supermassive has been moving away from that approach in recent projects, to the point that now Directive 8020 plays like an over-the-shoulder third-person action game.

This change is for the worse, and I'm curious how we got here. I admit, sometimes it could be clunky controlling characters from the traditional fixed angles, but without those cinematic touches, these games are worsening. They're less immersive and less visually interesting, and what this more typical perspective highlights is just how shallow other parts of the formula can be.

More than any entry before it (including recent offshoots The Quarry and The Casting of Frank Stone), Directive 8020 offers gameplay mechanics of a traditional, third-person action game, where you'll solve environmental puzzles to navigate dangerous hallways patrolled by a shapeshifting monster. There are also a lot of stealth sequences that ask you to crouch-walk behind waist-high walls, moving from cover to air duct to stairwell whenever the monster's predictable pathing turns them away from you.

Neither of these elements feels all that exciting, and more often the puzzles of Directive 8020 outright frustrated me, as their solutions were either boringly obvious or surprisingly obtuse. That said, even good versions of these puzzles may have soured me on the experience a bit, as including any puzzles hurt the pacing that I tend to prefer in a game mimicking Hollywood movies like this series used to. But what's actually in the game is worse, and only served to grind me down even more.

On the surface, Supermassive's decision to draw from two hugely influential movies like Alien and The Thing is exciting. Alien has inspired countless other horror stories in the decades since it arrived, but there's always room for another if it finds an intriguing hook of its own. Meanwhile, The Thing suits Supermassive's multiplayer mechanics very well; in Directive 8020's multiplayer, players are assigned different characters to nurture over the course of the game, creating conflict. I might choose to save my character over yours when it's my turn to control the story, for example. It's a fun mechanic that's made even better by the presence of a monster that steals people's likenesses. Instead of simply choosing to save my character over someone else's, Directive 8020 made me question who to trust at all, even when it came to my own character. Am I actually prioritizing who I think I'm playing, or has the monster already killed and replaced them, and am I dooming the whole team with my self-serving choices?

Directive 8020 does a pretty good job of delivering on this tense wrinkle to The Dark Pictures' usual multiplayer set-up, and the game's central monster and storyline are intriguing enough that I was invested in seeing where it went. I especially liked one scene in which the characters are ordered by their commanding officer to pass through a bioscanner to prove their humanity. Recalling scenes from The Faculty and Among Us, it felt like a tropey but welcome--and even necessary--beat to hit. But this moment and others were often hamstrung by issues that have hindered other games in the series, and increasingly feels like they're getting in the way at this point.

While some performances in Directive 8020 are fine or even good, others are distractingly bad. One character in particular has so many confusing line deliveries that I wondered if it was voiced by generative AI. It was whiff after whiff. With so many story branches to account for and too many different angles that must be covered, I lost my sense of who these characters are, as different takes are sometimes jarringly spliced together.

In cutscenes, the camera often moves oddly slowly, in a way that shirks the past games' cinematic quality for something that feels either thoughtless, or is the result of some unseen technical requirement. I wasn't sure which was to blame. There are other signs of technical limitations too, like when two characters had only just set off to perform an important task together before they immediately stopped walking so they could talk, offering players the chance to shape their personalities (and thus their fates in the permadeath system). There was no reason for them not to walk and talk at the same time, Sorkin-style, so it felt like the game just couldn't make that happen for some vague under-the-hood reason that leaves it all feeling a bit uncanny.

Directive 8020 does offer one really cool innovation for these games, however. Its new Turning Points system lets you more easily explore unseen branches of the story--either right in the moment, letting you rewind as soon as a pivotal outcome has occurred, or later, by opening to the story's timeline and hopping into new-to-you sections.

Though I'm the type to prefer to see only my version of events, ignoring other branches as fiction that effectively doesn't exist, the Turning Points system serves a few practical purposes. For one, anyone collecting the game's many secrets can more easily jump around and get what they need without much hassle. Naturally, it also lets you fix what you might regret, if you're less committed to your one-true-path than I am. I did test it a few times for the purposes of this review, and to the team's credit, they did a good job of implementing it, letting you rewind quickly and with a simple button press akin to racing in Forza. That doesn't make Directive 8020 a better story, and really it only subjects you to more of the poor performances, but it does make it a more malleable story for completionists or the exceedingly curious.

After a delay took the game out of its more-fitting Halloween window, it's disappointing to feel like this one is still grinding down its gears to get to the finish line. It's not the first Dark Pictures entry to show these signs, but it gets more apparent with each new one that doesn't overhaul the game's foundational jank. It reminds me of the latter-era Telltale games, where the engine was really chugging and the games' charms, often the writing and player-driven decisions, were held back by an aging formula, technical woes, or both. I've wondered if some future installment of The Dark Pictures will unveil a dramatic technical overhaul, allowing Supermassive to get back to the more interesting, more cinematic version of itself.

The Dark Pictures, as a broad project, feels like it's at a crossroads with Directive 8020. With plans to do several more installments, I feel like the inherent flaws are giving way to diminishing returns. I've said before that I'd take a new one of these games every year, forever, and I still feel that way, but I think I've hit my limit on forgiving some of the series' increasingly obvious hang-ups. The conscious rejection of Supermassive's past cinematic flair confuses me, while the shoddy voice work creates a barrier between the game's intent and its execution.

If Supermassive needs to take some extra time off to bring this series into modernity, I'd happily sit out a while, in the hopes that The Dark Pictures can eventually get the studio back to that high bar set by Until Dawn over a decade ago.

In the underappreciated 2008 comedy Role Models, Christopher Mintz-Plasse's character, the exceedingly nerdy Augie, is asked if he likes Coca-Cola. "I like the idea of it more than I actually like it," he answers.

I always found it a funny, confusing answer, but this fifth entry in The Dark Pictures horror anthology, with its grating performances, rote stealth sequences, and signs of an aging formula, makes me realize I can relate; I like the idea of this anthology more than I actually like playing its games.

In Directive 8020, developer Supermassive Games takes us to outer space for the first time in the series. Following stories focused on a cursed shipwreck, New England witchcraft, monster-infested caves, and a modern slasher inspired by H.H. Holmes, the latest one-off title is heavily inspired by two giants of its genre: Alien and John Carpenter's The Thing. A crew of heroes-to-be surveys a potential new home planet for humanity, Tau Ceti f, before a disaster leaves them stranded on it with an alien organism that can steal organic likenesses, such as human faces and bodies.

Directive 8020 is not just the fifth Dark Pictures entry, but speaks to a longer, broader trend that has seen the studio make movie-like games designed around branching gameplay and story choices, stressful quick-time events, and the threat of permadeath when you screw something up, be it a branching choice or a sequence of button-mashing. When the studio first started making these types of games with 2015's Until Dawn, it presented them like movies, with fixed camera angles meant to mimic the cinematic touch of a feature film. But Supermassive has been moving away from that approach in recent projects, to the point that now Directive 8020 plays like an over-the-shoulder third-person action game.

This change is for the worse, and I'm curious how we got here. I admit, sometimes it could be clunky controlling characters from the traditional fixed angles, but without those cinematic touches, these games are worsening. They're less immersive and less visually interesting, and what this more typical perspective highlights is just how shallow other parts of the formula can be.

More than any entry before it (including recent offshoots The Quarry and The Casting of Frank Stone), Directive 8020 offers gameplay mechanics of a traditional, third-person action game, where you'll solve environmental puzzles to navigate dangerous hallways patrolled by a shapeshifting monster. There are also a lot of stealth sequences that ask you to crouch-walk behind waist-high walls, moving from cover to air duct to stairwell whenever the monster's predictable pathing turns them away from you.

Neither of these elements feels all that exciting, and more often the puzzles of Directive 8020 outright frustrated me, as their solutions were either boringly obvious or surprisingly obtuse. That said, even good versions of these puzzles may have soured me on the experience a bit, as including any puzzles hurt the pacing that I tend to prefer in a game mimicking Hollywood movies like this series used to. But what's actually in the game is worse, and only served to grind me down even more.

On the surface, Supermassive's decision to draw from two hugely influential movies like Alien and The Thing is exciting. Alien has inspired countless other horror stories in the decades since it arrived, but there's always room for another if it finds an intriguing hook of its own. Meanwhile, The Thing suits Supermassive's multiplayer mechanics very well; in Directive 8020's multiplayer, players are assigned different characters to nurture over the course of the game, creating conflict. I might choose to save my character over yours when it's my turn to control the story, for example. It's a fun mechanic that's made even better by the presence of a monster that steals people's likenesses. Instead of simply choosing to save my character over someone else's, Directive 8020 made me question who to trust at all, even when it came to my own character. Am I actually prioritizing who I think I'm playing, or has the monster already killed and replaced them, and am I dooming the whole team with my self-serving choices?

Directive 8020 does a pretty good job of delivering on this tense wrinkle to The Dark Pictures' usual multiplayer set-up, and the game's central monster and storyline are intriguing enough that I was invested in seeing where it went. I especially liked one scene in which the characters are ordered by their commanding officer to pass through a bioscanner to prove their humanity. Recalling scenes from The Faculty and Among Us, it felt like a tropey but welcome--and even necessary--beat to hit. But this moment and others were often hamstrung by issues that have hindered other games in the series, and increasingly feels like they're getting in the way at this point.

While some performances in Directive 8020 are fine or even good, others are distractingly bad. One character in particular has so many confusing line deliveries that I wondered if it was voiced by generative AI. It was whiff after whiff. With so many story branches to account for and too many different angles that must be covered, I lost my sense of who these characters are, as different takes are sometimes jarringly spliced together.

In cutscenes, the camera often moves oddly slowly, in a way that shirks the past games' cinematic quality for something that feels either thoughtless, or is the result of some unseen technical requirement. I wasn't sure which was to blame. There are other signs of technical limitations too, like when two characters had only just set off to perform an important task together before they immediately stopped walking so they could talk, offering players the chance to shape their personalities (and thus their fates in the permadeath system). There was no reason for them not to walk and talk at the same time, Sorkin-style, so it felt like the game just couldn't make that happen for some vague under-the-hood reason that leaves it all feeling a bit uncanny.

Directive 8020 does offer one really cool innovation for these games, however. Its new Turning Points system lets you more easily explore unseen branches of the story--either right in the moment, letting you rewind as soon as a pivotal outcome has occurred, or later, by opening to the story's timeline and hopping into new-to-you sections.

Though I'm the type to prefer to see only my version of events, ignoring other branches as fiction that effectively doesn't exist, the Turning Points system serves a few practical purposes. For one, anyone collecting the game's many secrets can more easily jump around and get what they need without much hassle. Naturally, it also lets you fix what you might regret, if you're less committed to your one-true-path than I am. I did test it a few times for the purposes of this review, and to the team's credit, they did a good job of implementing it, letting you rewind quickly and with a simple button press akin to racing in Forza. That doesn't make Directive 8020 a better story, and really it only subjects you to more of the poor performances, but it does make it a more malleable story for completionists or the exceedingly curious.

After a delay took the game out of its more-fitting Halloween window, it's disappointing to feel like this one is still grinding down its gears to get to the finish line. It's not the first Dark Pictures entry to show these signs, but it gets more apparent with each new one that doesn't overhaul the game's foundational jank. It reminds me of the latter-era Telltale games, where the engine was really chugging and the games' charms, often the writing and player-driven decisions, were held back by an aging formula, technical woes, or both. I've wondered if some future installment of The Dark Pictures will unveil a dramatic technical overhaul, allowing Supermassive to get back to the more interesting, more cinematic version of itself.

The Dark Pictures, as a broad project, feels like it's at a crossroads with Directive 8020. With plans to do several more installments, I feel like the inherent flaws are giving way to diminishing returns. I've said before that I'd take a new one of these games every year, forever, and I still feel that way, but I think I've hit my limit on forgiving some of the series' increasingly obvious hang-ups. The conscious rejection of Supermassive's past cinematic flair confuses me, while the shoddy voice work creates a barrier between the game's intent and its execution.

If Supermassive needs to take some extra time off to bring this series into modernity, I'd happily sit out a while, in the hopes that The Dark Pictures can eventually get the studio back to that high bar set by Until Dawn over a decade ago.

It was only about a year ago when I learned that not everyone gets goosebumps from listening to music. There's a French word for it--frisson--which describes the feeling some get when music or other powerful stimuli trigger a physiological response. This rush is felt in only about 50% of people in the world, it turns out. I used to think it was all of us. That's probably a big part of why music means so much to me, because I'm in the lucky camp that gets to enjoy this positively overwhelming response when the right song hits at just the right time. Mixtape is an adventure game that leans into this magical sensation, pairing its heartfelt, often hilarious moments with a sweeping soundtrack to create a coming-of-age story I'll never forget.

Mixtape is the second effort from Beethoven & Dinosaur, a small Australian team that includes some former rockstars who pivoted to game dev and brought their love for music with them. In it, you play the music-obsessed Stacey Rockford, whose headphones may as well be an organic appendage. Inspired by movies like Superbad and the works of John Hughes, the driving force of the '90s-set story is Stacey's attempt to make it to a killer beach party with her best pals Slater and Cassandra in tow.

The morning after this party, Stacey is off to chase her dream as a music supervisor--basically a professional mixtape maker for Hollywood projects--so this is her and her friends' last hurrah together, whether they're ready for life to drag them into adulthood and see them go their separate ways or not. While relatively small, these stakes are deeply relatable, revealing a lot of big, honest emotions across the four-hour runtime.

The starring trio is incredibly well-written and all three foster empathy and investment from the very start of the game, as they coast down the hills of their town on skateboards, calling out cars to dodge and doing flip tricks over trash cans. As Stacey breaks the fourth wall, announcing to you, the player, the song she picked for the moment, you understand she's no phony. She knows her stuff when it comes to music, but her decision to leave town for New York has driven a wedge in the friend group, who once made plans for a lengthy west coast road trip that's now up in the air.

Mixtape does so much so well, but one of the things I love most about it is its emotional honesty. Sure, as an adult with the benefit of hindsight, a friend moving away isn't the end of the world. But when you're a kid, it's your whole world blowing up. For Stacey, Slater, and Cassandra, they're on the verge of so much changing, and their comfortable routines are being thrown out, exchanged for the ambiguous world of growing up. Though the trio often joke around and give off a level of youthful sarcasm, they're also capable of letting down their emotional barriers and spilling how they feel.

It endears me to each of them and their journeys, whether it be Stacey's bold career-planning maneuvers, Cassandra's desperate desire to wiggle out from beneath her cop-dad's iron fist, or Slater's somewhat untapped potential as a musician himself. How they stand up for each other, challenge each other, and even just how they, for lack of a better phrase, dick around, feels authentic, and it mesmerized me in each scene. Even then, sometimes it's the things they don't speak that affected me the most. Through it all, excellent performances bring these characters and others to vibrant life.

The structure of those scenes is another tremendous highlight. As the night unfolds and the friends remain hellbent on hunting down some alcohol and/or weed for the party, you'll spend hangout time in each of their bedrooms. There, flashbacks unfold to the tune of Stacey's carefully curated mixtape, designed with the explicit intent to become the soundtrack to their grand finale in town together.

Though the game often carries a punky, middle-finger of a spirit, the soundtrack is eclectic, from favorites like Devo and Siouxsie and the Banshees to lesser-known (to me anyway) standouts like Harpers Bizarre and Stan Bush. You won't be shunned for not knowing them all, as Stacey acts as the studio's proxy, providing a bit of musical history with each entry when she breaks the fourth wall a la Ferris Bueller. I loved hearing these new-to-me tracks nearly as much as I loved revisiting some all-time favorites, like The Cure.

Each of these flashback moments is given relatively light gameplay mechanics, often bespoke for just a singular sequence and then quickly disposed of. Like the studio's previous game, The Artful Escape, Mixtape isn't meant to challenge most players on the sticks. Though occasional fail states exist, like if you crash into a car on your skateboard, there's no penalty for messing up. It just rewinds instantly and resumes. This is a game that uses the language of games to tell its story, not test you. And thanks to the story perfectly marrying a killer soundtrack and clever mechanics together, it hits just right.

In one moment, you may be toilet-papering the principal's house, then in another, you'll be stumbling through a video store as the employee calls out to you beyond the fog of your drunken stupor. And this must be the first game to ever let you control a pair of French-kissing tongues, swapping spit and twisting in a fervor of adolescent hormones.

In one of my favorite sequences, the kids fly high above the town, soaring out of the forest, over the nearby lake, and into town, deriding their high school as they coast over the pool of yellow buses. It's all set to the tune of Atmosphere by Joy Division--by my estimation, one of the greatest bands there ever was. Of course, the kids didn't really learn to fly that night, but it sure as hell felt that way to them. How lucky we must be to have had moments in our lives where we felt the same. Mixtape is telling you its story, but it trusts you'll recall moments of your own that resonate.

As great as the game feels and sounds, it also looks exquisite. Built in Unreal, it takes advantage of the engine's impeccable lighting. Coated in a hyper-stylized cartoonishness, it still manages to give its characters the emotiveness their excellent performances deserve. This puts the game on full display, averting the all-too-common video game problem of a great story and performances let down somewhat by wooden character models.

Every frame is a rad painting, and like the gameplay controls, the perspective shifts often, giving each scene what it needs. In one scene, for example, in which the kids flee a party crashed by the cops, you'll seamlessly transition from a traditional third-person perspective to the view from the news helicopter above, watching the runaways take their out-of-control shopping cart onto the interstate.

Broadly speaking, Mixtape is an adventure game, if only because that's often the bucket one might drop a game like this into--a game where the rules of establishing and then iterating on gameplay don't apply. Not one of these moments frustrates or overstays its welcome, with the minor exception being the time spent in the kids' bedrooms, when you're allowed to peruse for a bit and trigger missable dialogue by interacting with objects in each space.

Collectively, it's less like you're playing a game with a great soundtrack and more like someone has turned a soundtrack into an interactive experiment. It had to be a game, and that's partly what makes it so much more affecting than if this were a movie, but still, the music leads. Mixtape is whatever it needs to be in each moment, and the studio makes a strong case for why it must be that way.

By tying each memory or moment to a particular song, Mixtape delivers on its main idea: Music isn't something we do; it's something we are. When we work out, we put on the playlist that gets us ready to run through a brick wall. On our wedding day, we play a song that reminds us of when we first met or whose lyrics speak to our journey. When we scream the words to our favorite songs in a venue of 300 sweaty strangers, it bonds us to one another in a way nothing else does or even could do. Music can behave like a time machine, carrying you to a place and time as though you're there again. Stacey gets this intimately, as does Beethoven & Dinosaur, quite obviously.

Music can make us feel incredibly powerful or cathartically vulnerable. And when the right song hits at the right moment, it may just send a happy shiver down your spine, which is how I spent much of my time with Mixtape, and why I'll never forget it.

It was only about a year ago when I learned that not everyone gets goosebumps from listening to music. There's a French word for it--frisson--which describes the feeling some get when music or other powerful stimuli trigger a physiological response. This rush is felt in only about 50% of people in the world, it turns out. I used to think it was all of us. That's probably a big part of why music means so much to me, because I'm in the lucky camp that gets to enjoy this positively overwhelming response when the right song hits at just the right time. Mixtape is an adventure game that leans into this magical sensation, pairing its heartfelt, often hilarious moments with a sweeping soundtrack to create a coming-of-age story I'll never forget.

Mixtape is the second effort from Beethoven & Dinosaur, a small Australian team that includes some former rockstars who pivoted to game dev and brought their love for music with them. In it, you play the music-obsessed Stacey Rockford, whose headphones may as well be an organic appendage. Inspired by movies like Superbad and the works of John Hughes, the driving force of the '90s-set story is Stacey's attempt to make it to a killer beach party with her best pals Slater and Cassandra in tow.

The morning after this party, Stacey is off to chase her dream as a music supervisor--basically a professional mixtape maker for Hollywood projects--so this is her and her friends' last hurrah together, whether they're ready for life to drag them into adulthood and see them go their separate ways or not. While relatively small, these stakes are deeply relatable, revealing a lot of big, honest emotions across the four-hour runtime.

The starring trio is incredibly well-written and all three foster empathy and investment from the very start of the game, as they coast down the hills of their town on skateboards, calling out cars to dodge and doing flip tricks over trash cans. As Stacey breaks the fourth wall, announcing to you, the player, the song she picked for the moment, you understand she's no phony. She knows her stuff when it comes to music, but her decision to leave town for New York has driven a wedge in the friend group, who once made plans for a lengthy west coast road trip that's now up in the air.

Mixtape does so much so well, but one of the things I love most about it is its emotional honesty. Sure, as an adult with the benefit of hindsight, a friend moving away isn't the end of the world. But when you're a kid, it's your whole world blowing up. For Stacey, Slater, and Cassandra, they're on the verge of so much changing, and their comfortable routines are being thrown out, exchanged for the ambiguous world of growing up. Though the trio often joke around and give off a level of youthful sarcasm, they're also capable of letting down their emotional barriers and spilling how they feel.

It endears me to each of them and their journeys, whether it be Stacey's bold career-planning maneuvers, Cassandra's desperate desire to wiggle out from beneath her cop-dad's iron fist, or Slater's somewhat untapped potential as a musician himself. How they stand up for each other, challenge each other, and even just how they, for lack of a better phrase, dick around, feels authentic, and it mesmerized me in each scene. Even then, sometimes it's the things they don't speak that affected me the most. Through it all, excellent performances bring these characters and others to vibrant life.

The structure of those scenes is another tremendous highlight. As the night unfolds and the friends remain hellbent on hunting down some alcohol and/or weed for the party, you'll spend hangout time in each of their bedrooms. There, flashbacks unfold to the tune of Stacey's carefully curated mixtape, designed with the explicit intent to become the soundtrack to their grand finale in town together.

Though the game often carries a punky, middle-finger of a spirit, the soundtrack is eclectic, from favorites like Devo and Siouxsie and the Banshees to lesser-known (to me anyway) standouts like Harpers Bizarre and Stan Bush. You won't be shunned for not knowing them all, as Stacey acts as the studio's proxy, providing a bit of musical history with each entry when she breaks the fourth wall a la Ferris Bueller. I loved hearing these new-to-me tracks nearly as much as I loved revisiting some all-time favorites, like The Cure.

Each of these flashback moments is given relatively light gameplay mechanics, often bespoke for just a singular sequence and then quickly disposed of. Like the studio's previous game, The Artful Escape, Mixtape isn't meant to challenge most players on the sticks. Though occasional fail states exist, like if you crash into a car on your skateboard, there's no penalty for messing up. It just rewinds instantly and resumes. This is a game that uses the language of games to tell its story, not test you. And thanks to the story perfectly marrying a killer soundtrack and clever mechanics together, it hits just right.

In one moment, you may be toilet-papering the principal's house, then in another, you'll be stumbling through a video store as the employee calls out to you beyond the fog of your drunken stupor. And this must be the first game to ever let you control a pair of French-kissing tongues, swapping spit and twisting in a fervor of adolescent hormones.

In one of my favorite sequences, the kids fly high above the town, soaring out of the forest, over the nearby lake, and into town, deriding their high school as they coast over the pool of yellow buses. It's all set to the tune of Atmosphere by Joy Division--by my estimation, one of the greatest bands there ever was. Of course, the kids didn't really learn to fly that night, but it sure as hell felt that way to them. How lucky we must be to have had moments in our lives where we felt the same. Mixtape is telling you its story, but it trusts you'll recall moments of your own that resonate.

As great as the game feels and sounds, it also looks exquisite. Built in Unreal, it takes advantage of the engine's impeccable lighting. Coated in a hyper-stylized cartoonishness, it still manages to give its characters the emotiveness their excellent performances deserve. This puts the game on full display, averting the all-too-common video game problem of a great story and performances let down somewhat by wooden character models.

Every frame is a rad painting, and like the gameplay controls, the perspective shifts often, giving each scene what it needs. In one scene, for example, in which the kids flee a party crashed by the cops, you'll seamlessly transition from a traditional third-person perspective to the view from the news helicopter above, watching the runaways take their out-of-control shopping cart onto the interstate.

Broadly speaking, Mixtape is an adventure game, if only because that's often the bucket one might drop a game like this into--a game where the rules of establishing and then iterating on gameplay don't apply. Not one of these moments frustrates or overstays its welcome, with the minor exception being the time spent in the kids' bedrooms, when you're allowed to peruse for a bit and trigger missable dialogue by interacting with objects in each space.

Collectively, it's less like you're playing a game with a great soundtrack and more like someone has turned a soundtrack into an interactive experiment. It had to be a game, and that's partly what makes it so much more affecting than if this were a movie, but still, the music leads. Mixtape is whatever it needs to be in each moment, and the studio makes a strong case for why it must be that way.

By tying each memory or moment to a particular song, Mixtape delivers on its main idea: Music isn't something we do; it's something we are. When we work out, we put on the playlist that gets us ready to run through a brick wall. On our wedding day, we play a song that reminds us of when we first met or whose lyrics speak to our journey. When we scream the words to our favorite songs in a venue of 300 sweaty strangers, it bonds us to one another in a way nothing else does or even could do. Music can behave like a time machine, carrying you to a place and time as though you're there again. Stacey gets this intimately, as does Beethoven & Dinosaur, quite obviously.

Music can make us feel incredibly powerful or cathartically vulnerable. And when the right song hits at the right moment, it may just send a happy shiver down your spine, which is how I spent much of my time with Mixtape, and why I'll never forget it.

Tides of Tomorrow is the first single-player game I've played that desperately wanted me to stalk other human-controlled characters, and that sentiment alone was a compelling enough gimmick for me to jump into its consequence-driven story. While that story stumbles in a few places, and the gameplay never quite rises to anything beyond serviceable, Tides of Tomorrow does a great job of incentivizing you to participate in its "we're all in this together" apocalyptic fantasy and care about the ramifications of your choices and actions beyond how they impact you. If you're looking for a game that makes you feel good about helping others and being helped by others, there aren't many options that hit that sense of community like Tides of Tomorrow.

In Tides of Tomorrow, you play as a Tidewalker, an individual who can see glimpses of the past. These visions always involve the actions of other Tidewalkers, creating a network of individuals who can all learn from each other. Fished from the ocean, you find yourself in a world that's been flooded, restricting civilization to makeshift island towns and repurposed oil rigs. A sickness is also worming its way through the population, slowly causing people to transform into plastic. You count yourself among the infected, quickly learning that only the regular consumption of a medicine known as ozen keeps you from turning completely into plastic and dying.

You play through the game in first-person as a largely silent individual who only speaks when prompted to with a dialogue option. Other than your supernatural sight, you move through the world simply--running, crouching, jumping. In certain locations, you can open your sight to see what a Tidewalker--who, like your Tidewalker, is also controlled by another human player--did there, allowing you to lean on the knowledge you glean to better move through the world. A bouncer who welcomed in a Tidewalker the previous day will allow you inside the club if you also offer up to them the same alias, for example, and seeing a Tidewalker hide some ozen in a grate lets you then nab it for yourself.

These Tidewalkers that you see are always players who went through the level that you're currently on prior to you. Between each level, you're always asked which path you want to go to next, which puts you on the path behind a specific player. You can choose to follow that player all the way through to the end (assuming they have beaten the game), or choose to go in a different direction between levels to follow in the footsteps of another player. Whenever you make this choice to follow a player, you get a brief description of how they acted in that particular level. One player may have prioritized animals and nature in this increasingly plastic-filled world, while another could have opted to prioritize their own survival. Following a player who embodies your playstyle is obviously ideal, but sometimes you don't have that choice and simply must take the best option of those available to you.

Another player's choices can inform how the world reacts to you as well. A Tidewalker who was kind to citizens will create a welcoming atmosphere for you, while a more self-serving Tidewalker will cause NPCs to not want to help you without a bribe or favor on your part.

Community is the main throughline of Tides of Tomorrow. The game's story entices you to care about the community of characters you meet through character-driven storylines and relationship trackers, while its main feature invites you to care about your fellow Tidewalkers by bombarding you with messaging of how other players are affecting your playthrough and how your choices are subsequently impacting the playthroughs of players who follow you.

Between those two communities, the game better accomplishes making you care about the players both ahead and behind you on your journey, and it's better for it, as that's the aspect that differentiates Tides of Tomorrow from other single-player role-playing games. Bonding with an internet stranger through gameplay isn't novel--Dark Souls lets players help or hinder others with cryptic messages and invasions, for example, and Pokemon Go seemingly created world peace for one magical summer of pocket-monster catching--but that does nothing to diminish the emotional draw of Tides of Tomorrow.

I feel genuine appreciation when I'm scouring for enough scrap to pay for something, and NPCs around me help me out because the player I'm following made sure to treat them with respect. I'm shocked when I discover the body of a character I'll never get to meet because the player I'm following stole from them, leaving the character too poor to afford the medicine they needed to survive. And I'm frustrated when a stealth mission is filled with extra guards and more security because the player I'm following angered the kingpin in charge of the area, and so he's put his entire fortress on high alert for future Tidewalkers.

These emotional responses are driven by the knowledge that my lucky breaks and ill fortunes are primarily driven by real people out there. The kindness I've been shown came from someone out there being selfless when they didn't have to be, and the moments of irritation and struggle have primarily been the byproduct of another person's selfishness, desperation, or mistake. Given the desperate struggle your character is thrown into from the jump, it would be so easy to be a self-serving asshole, but the generosity of other players is a strong incentive to pay that kindness forward to any players that may be following in your footsteps.

Tides of Tomorrow doesn't tell you whether your actions have directly helped anyone--it's entirely possible that no one will follow your trail, and the consideration you've shown will ultimately be for nothing--but the encouragement to just be kind is there all the same. It felt good just doing all I could to help. Depending on the type of person you are, this might also add quite a bit of tension to each choice--if you're like me, the idea of making a mistake and royally screwing over another player might inject a level of pressure into every dialogue choice that you're not used to.

This same emotional draw doesn't quite come through with the main NPC characters. While I felt pity for the cute, trouble-making platinum-blonde rebel suffering from an illness slowly transforming her into plastic, and disgust for the tyrant keeping valuable resources from the populace, these characters felt largely like archetype tropes solely there to move me along through a by-the-numbers story of survivors in an apocalypse banding together to rise up against the cartoonishly evil villain. Tides of Tomorrow's story isn't bad, and its characters aren't awful, but it's not the strongest narrative backdrop.

The story and characters are also weakened by how Tides of Tomorrow works. Pretty much every part of the story is dependent on the actions and choices of the players who went through that particular chapter before you. A town loves you because another Tidewalker was kind, for instance, not because you've been kind to other characters leading up to that point. This can create bizarre fluctuations in an NPC's treatment of you, where you may have sided against them in an earlier argument or failed to do what they asked in an early mission, but they can still think you're amazing when you speak to them later because you choose to be on the path of a player who helped them out.

It's a bizarre disconnect that lessens the sense of agency that you have in your own choices. If anything, Tides of Tomorrow's story feels less like something that you're affecting and more like a linear tale that others have dictated for you, and then your responses to that story have a major impact on anyone who might be following your path.

Even if I wasn't always the biggest fan of the characters, I did love Tides of Tomorrow's world. The game has a charming, yet striking aesthetic. Visually, it has an almost cartoony vibe that's bright and vibrant, creating these sharp contrasts between the natural and manufactured, whether that's piles of trash floating in ocean water or plastic veins permeating human skin. That's accompanied by a soundtrack that leans into this almost beat-heavy funk during especially tense or action-heavy scenes. Developer Digixart's previous title, Road 96, was one of my favorite adventure games of 2021 primarily because of its stellar atmosphere, and it's awesome to see the studio devote that same level of care again, but for a very different game.

While I don't think Tides of Tomorrow rises to the same narrative highs as Road 96, its primary incentive is a great draw. It's a little weird to want to stalk other players through a digital world, watching and listening to their every move in order to better your own lot in life, but it's a compelling enough gameplay loop that I overlooked the shortcomings in the game's story and non-player characters. And even if I don't plan on playing the game again, it warms my heart to know that my digital ghost is now out there, potentially guiding other Tidewalkers that may need a little help.

Tides of Tomorrow is the first single-player game I've played that desperately wanted me to stalk other human-controlled characters, and that sentiment alone was a compelling enough gimmick for me to jump into its consequence-driven story. While that story stumbles in a few places, and the gameplay never quite rises to anything beyond serviceable, Tides of Tomorrow does a great job of incentivizing you to participate in its "we're all in this together" apocalyptic fantasy and care about the ramifications of your choices and actions beyond how they impact you. If you're looking for a game that makes you feel good about helping others and being helped by others, there aren't many options that hit that sense of community like Tides of Tomorrow.

In Tides of Tomorrow, you play as a Tidewalker, an individual who can see glimpses of the past. These visions always involve the actions of other Tidewalkers, creating a network of individuals who can all learn from each other. Fished from the ocean, you find yourself in a world that's been flooded, restricting civilization to makeshift island towns and repurposed oil rigs. A sickness is also worming its way through the population, slowly causing people to transform into plastic. You count yourself among the infected, quickly learning that only the regular consumption of a medicine known as ozen keeps you from turning completely into plastic and dying.

You play through the game in first-person as a largely silent individual who only speaks when prompted to with a dialogue option. Other than your supernatural sight, you move through the world simply--running, crouching, jumping. In certain locations, you can open your sight to see what a Tidewalker--who, like your Tidewalker, is also controlled by another human player--did there, allowing you to lean on the knowledge you glean to better move through the world. A bouncer who welcomed in a Tidewalker the previous day will allow you inside the club if you also offer up to them the same alias, for example, and seeing a Tidewalker hide some ozen in a grate lets you then nab it for yourself.

These Tidewalkers that you see are always players who went through the level that you're currently on prior to you. Between each level, you're always asked which path you want to go to next, which puts you on the path behind a specific player. You can choose to follow that player all the way through to the end (assuming they have beaten the game), or choose to go in a different direction between levels to follow in the footsteps of another player. Whenever you make this choice to follow a player, you get a brief description of how they acted in that particular level. One player may have prioritized animals and nature in this increasingly plastic-filled world, while another could have opted to prioritize their own survival. Following a player who embodies your playstyle is obviously ideal, but sometimes you don't have that choice and simply must take the best option of those available to you.

Another player's choices can inform how the world reacts to you as well. A Tidewalker who was kind to citizens will create a welcoming atmosphere for you, while a more self-serving Tidewalker will cause NPCs to not want to help you without a bribe or favor on your part.

Community is the main throughline of Tides of Tomorrow. The game's story entices you to care about the community of characters you meet through character-driven storylines and relationship trackers, while its main feature invites you to care about your fellow Tidewalkers by bombarding you with messaging of how other players are affecting your playthrough and how your choices are subsequently impacting the playthroughs of players who follow you.

Between those two communities, the game better accomplishes making you care about the players both ahead and behind you on your journey, and it's better for it, as that's the aspect that differentiates Tides of Tomorrow from other single-player role-playing games. Bonding with an internet stranger through gameplay isn't novel--Dark Souls lets players help or hinder others with cryptic messages and invasions, for example, and Pokemon Go seemingly created world peace for one magical summer of pocket-monster catching--but that does nothing to diminish the emotional draw of Tides of Tomorrow.

I feel genuine appreciation when I'm scouring for enough scrap to pay for something, and NPCs around me help me out because the player I'm following made sure to treat them with respect. I'm shocked when I discover the body of a character I'll never get to meet because the player I'm following stole from them, leaving the character too poor to afford the medicine they needed to survive. And I'm frustrated when a stealth mission is filled with extra guards and more security because the player I'm following angered the kingpin in charge of the area, and so he's put his entire fortress on high alert for future Tidewalkers.

These emotional responses are driven by the knowledge that my lucky breaks and ill fortunes are primarily driven by real people out there. The kindness I've been shown came from someone out there being selfless when they didn't have to be, and the moments of irritation and struggle have primarily been the byproduct of another person's selfishness, desperation, or mistake. Given the desperate struggle your character is thrown into from the jump, it would be so easy to be a self-serving asshole, but the generosity of other players is a strong incentive to pay that kindness forward to any players that may be following in your footsteps.

Tides of Tomorrow doesn't tell you whether your actions have directly helped anyone--it's entirely possible that no one will follow your trail, and the consideration you've shown will ultimately be for nothing--but the encouragement to just be kind is there all the same. It felt good just doing all I could to help. Depending on the type of person you are, this might also add quite a bit of tension to each choice--if you're like me, the idea of making a mistake and royally screwing over another player might inject a level of pressure into every dialogue choice that you're not used to.

This same emotional draw doesn't quite come through with the main NPC characters. While I felt pity for the cute, trouble-making platinum-blonde rebel suffering from an illness slowly transforming her into plastic, and disgust for the tyrant keeping valuable resources from the populace, these characters felt largely like archetype tropes solely there to move me along through a by-the-numbers story of survivors in an apocalypse banding together to rise up against the cartoonishly evil villain. Tides of Tomorrow's story isn't bad, and its characters aren't awful, but it's not the strongest narrative backdrop.

The story and characters are also weakened by how Tides of Tomorrow works. Pretty much every part of the story is dependent on the actions and choices of the players who went through that particular chapter before you. A town loves you because another Tidewalker was kind, for instance, not because you've been kind to other characters leading up to that point. This can create bizarre fluctuations in an NPC's treatment of you, where you may have sided against them in an earlier argument or failed to do what they asked in an early mission, but they can still think you're amazing when you speak to them later because you choose to be on the path of a player who helped them out.

It's a bizarre disconnect that lessens the sense of agency that you have in your own choices. If anything, Tides of Tomorrow's story feels less like something that you're affecting and more like a linear tale that others have dictated for you, and then your responses to that story have a major impact on anyone who might be following your path.

Even if I wasn't always the biggest fan of the characters, I did love Tides of Tomorrow's world. The game has a charming, yet striking aesthetic. Visually, it has an almost cartoony vibe that's bright and vibrant, creating these sharp contrasts between the natural and manufactured, whether that's piles of trash floating in ocean water or plastic veins permeating human skin. That's accompanied by a soundtrack that leans into this almost beat-heavy funk during especially tense or action-heavy scenes. Developer Digixart's previous title, Road 96, was one of my favorite adventure games of 2021 primarily because of its stellar atmosphere, and it's awesome to see the studio devote that same level of care again, but for a very different game.

While I don't think Tides of Tomorrow rises to the same narrative highs as Road 96, its primary incentive is a great draw. It's a little weird to want to stalk other players through a digital world, watching and listening to their every move in order to better your own lot in life, but it's a compelling enough gameplay loop that I overlooked the shortcomings in the game's story and non-player characters. And even if I don't plan on playing the game again, it warms my heart to know that my digital ghost is now out there, potentially guiding other Tidewalkers that may need a little help.

Saros might be a roguelite, but its definition of a "run" is definitely broader than most. The latest game from developer Housemarque shares plenty of similarities with the studio's previous game, Returnal--both are sci-fi third-person shooters with a bullet-hell tinge--yet Saros takes some bold swings that clearly differentiate the two. By flipping Housemarque's roguelite formula on its head, Saros builds and improves upon its spiritual predecessor in spectacular fashion, seducing you every step of the way with an enthralling marriage of mechanics and story that's not to be missed.

You're given very little to go on as Saros begins. On the planet of Carcosa, communication with the colony ships Echelon I, II, and III has been lost. Echelon IV and its emergency crew are sent to investigate. In addition to a pilot, crew commander, and engineer, the team also includes four armed Enforcers for reconnaissance and security purposes. Protagonist Arjun Devraj is one of these Enforcers, though that number has dwindled to two by the time you take control. With thousands of colonists missing, members of the emergency crew losing their minds, and Arjun able to come back from the dead, you're just as lost as the characters are when it comes to figuring out just what the hell is going on.

What you do know is that the Echelon program was sent to Carcosa by the Soltari corporation due to the presence of Lucenite, a compound with vast energy potential. Soltari is essentially Alien's Weyland-Yutani in all but name, placing Lucenite extraction above all else in the chase for trillion-dollar profits. This creates friction between the crew and those loyal to the company, especially Arjun, who also has personal reasons for being there. He knows someone who was on board Echelon I, so there's an impassioned determination behind his words and actions, even as he struggles to piece together the mysterious circumstances he finds himself in.

Even so, I was initially skeptical of this approach. A protagonist searching for their partner is a tired and overdone trope, yet Saros surprised me with the direction it takes. It's darker and more complex than I imagined it would be, while Arjun's character development over the course of the game proves captivating.

The entire cast is excellent, too, breathing life into characters you only encounter through audio logs and those you interact with each time you return from a run. Rahul Kohli (Midnight Mass, Gears 5), meanwhile, shines as Arjun, giving depth to his struggles and inner turmoil as he carries the weight of the game's narrative. The only misstep is that the character models during in-game conversations lack the fidelity to convey the same emotions as the voice performances. Usually, this isn't an issue, but there are a couple of hard-hitting moments where it veers into the uncanny valley.

Another thing I appreciated about Arjun's arc is the way it gradually folds into the planet's broader mysteries. You might be familiar with the name Carcosa. In Saros, it's a shape-shifting alien planet, but the name has appeared across media before in the likes of True Detective, Mass Effect, and the works of H.P. Lovecraft and George R.R. Martin. Each of these instances was inspired by the American writer Robert W. Chambers, who used Carcosa as a setting in several short stories featured in the 1895 book The King in Yellow. Saros is no different. In the book, Chambers describes Carcosa as a mysterious, ancient, and possibly cursed place, which is a fitting description for the hostile planet you find yourself stranded on.

There's more to it than just a name, although I won't delve any further into specifics. Just know that these allusions only add to the sense of unease. Saros might not be a horror game, but it quickly establishes an unnerving atmosphere that permeates throughout the entire experience.

You receive a drip-feed of information from run to run as you discover text and audio logs and converse with your fellow crew members each time you return to the game's hub. This lack of information creates a mystique around Arjun, the mission, and Carcosa, which Housemarque further blurs by showing you striking images and events for which you have no context. Even as the picture becomes clearer, the sense of dread doesn't dissipate as the game's mysteries slowly unravel, and the eventual context is all the more impactful.

Carcosa's aesthetic contributes to this feeling as well. Each biome evokes trepidation, whether it's the tumultuous nature of the planet itself or its ancient architecture--crafted at some unknown point in time by some unknowable entity. White marble walls are juxtaposed with statues and art installations that scream agony; there are large-scale depictions of arms clawing their way out of hell and poor souls forced to hold up structures like Atlas carrying the heavens on his shoulders. Underneath the earth is a sprawling network of pipes and metal, where fire spews out of whirring machinery, and H.R. Giger's influence is felt. There's a city, decimated by a long-forgotten war, where tight streets constrict your movement and ramp up the intensity of each firefight, while a murky swamp forces you to contend with toxic waters once the planet's eclipse fills the sky.

Saros builds and improves upon [Returnal] in spectacular fashion, seducing you every step of the way with an enthralling marriage of mechanics and story that's not to be missed.

Once you've left the relative safety of the hub and are exploring these biomes, that feeling of uncertainty in the pit of your stomach is also joined by a jolt of excitement. In Returnal, protagonist Selene dashed through incoming lines of explosive orbs, jumped over energy beams, and utilized a variety of weaponry to survive. In Saros, Arjun does the same, except he's not fighting just to survive; he's fighting to find his partner, and will kill whatever's in front of him to do so. While Selene was constantly on the back foot, Arjun plants his front foot firmly in the ground, and his arsenal reflects this.

You can jump and dash to avoid the barrage of enemy fire heading your way, but Arjun also comes equipped with a special shield that deflects damage and, most importantly, absorbs it, channeling this energy into Power that can be used to unleash your own devastating attacks.

Blue projectiles can be dashed through or absorbed, yellow ones can be dashed through but will rapidly destroy your shield, while red projectiles need to be avoided entirely--at least until you gain the ability to parry these attacks later on. This means readability is never an issue, though it's still easy to feel overwhelmed when the screen fills with a cacophony of bright energy beams and neon orbs. Not in a negative sense, but in a way that's challenging without feeling unfair.

It's a test of your reflexes and ability to position yourself so that you're not surprised by any unseen threats. It also makes sense that Housemarque rejects the bullet-hell moniker in favor of the more apt "bullet ballet." With active reloads and the way you weave into some projectiles while outright avoiding others, there's a rhythmic cadence to combat that feels somewhat like a chaotic dance.

Slipping into a flow state is incredibly easy, to the point where I often didn't realize how hard I was gripping the controller until the action had died down. It's thrilling stuff, mixing small-arms fire with melee strikes and a Power Weapon you can charge by absorbing projectiles, blasting away mobs, tough Alpha enemies, and the game's slew of fantastic bosses.

There are a few weapon types, such as assault rifles, shotguns, and crossbows, but, as with each procedurally generated biome, there are dozens of different permutations as well. One pistol might utilize burst fire, while another ricochets each bullet between multiple enemies. Every weapon has an alt-fire mode, too, letting you fire off shotgun shells with a more concentrated vertical spread, or add additional homing projectiles to a single crossbow bolt. I rarely found a firearm that wasn't satisfying to use, and they all feel viable, no matter the confluence of random modifiers and buffs.

You'll also find numerous Artifacts scattered across Carcosa. There's a limit to how many you can have equipped, but each one augments your abilities and grants different effects, such as automatic Power generation or a reduction in incoming damage. Unlike Returnal, you don't need a near-perfect mix of Artifacts and weapons to succeed. Saros is still a challenging game--and you can tinker with various modifiers to make it slightly easier or harder (within reason)--but it never feels like a successful run is predicated on which random pickups you receive.

This is also partly due to permanent upgrades that are more palpable and immediate. The Lucenite you collect by exploring and defeating enemies can be spent at the game's hub to purchase various upgrades from an exhaustive skill tree. Some of these are blanket improvements to attributes like armor integrity and maximum Power, and there's an instant sense of progression that stems from seeing your health bar expand or suddenly having more opportunities to use the Power Weapon. Other upgrades are more varied: You can add additional Artifact slots, start each run with keys to unlock doors and open locked containers, ensure that enemies drop more Lucenite, and boost your proficiency to gain access to higher-tier weapons earlier in a run.

That last upgrade is important, because Saros isn't structured like most roguelites. There's a throughline from one biome to the next that encompasses almost the entire game, but you can also travel to each biome individually from the game's hub. Obviously, you need to unlock an area first, but once you've reached a specific biome, you can fast-travel right back to it at the start of each run. This means you don't have to start from the beginning of the game each time and can pick up wherever you want, cutting out potential tedium while also giving you a ton of flexibility in how you approach the game.

When a boss was giving me a hard time, I decided to begin my run from the first biome rather than teleporting straight to the boss's domain. There are risks involved in this strategy, since I could've died before even making it back, but starting from an earlier point allowed me to build up enough temporary upgrades that I had an easier time defeating the boss. Other times, I didn't feel like I needed to revisit past biomes again, so I teleported to where I needed to go and went from there. Add in the fact that you can suspend a run (provided you're not in the middle of a boss battle), and Saros is much more generous with your time than Returnal was.

It might not be a direct sequel, but decisions like this and others elsewhere address every issue I had with Returnal. Housemarque's previous game is fantastic in its own way. Yet Saros elevates the studio's roguelite formula to another level. Its structure is surprisingly malleable, combat is deeper and more rewarding, and I couldn't resist being wrapped around the finger of its mysterious and foreboding narrative. I find roguelites hit-and-miss, but it didn't take long before I was utterly infatuated with Saros. It's an incredible game that does more than just refine what worked before. Even after rolling credits, I can't wait to dive back in.

Saros might be a roguelite, but its definition of a "run" is definitely broader than most. The latest game from developer Housemarque shares plenty of similarities with the studio's previous game, Returnal--both are sci-fi third-person shooters with a bullet-hell tinge--yet Saros takes some bold swings that clearly differentiate the two. By flipping Housemarque's roguelite formula on its head, Saros builds and improves upon its spiritual predecessor in spectacular fashion, seducing you every step of the way with an enthralling marriage of mechanics and story that's not to be missed.

You're given very little to go on as Saros begins. On the planet of Carcosa, communication with the colony ships Echelon I, II, and III has been lost. Echelon IV and its emergency crew are sent to investigate. In addition to a pilot, crew commander, and engineer, the team also includes four armed Enforcers for reconnaissance and security purposes. Protagonist Arjun Devraj is one of these Enforcers, though that number has dwindled to two by the time you take control. With thousands of colonists missing, members of the emergency crew losing their minds, and Arjun able to come back from the dead, you're just as lost as the characters are when it comes to figuring out just what the hell is going on.

What you do know is that the Echelon program was sent to Carcosa by the Soltari corporation due to the presence of Lucenite, a compound with vast energy potential. Soltari is essentially Alien's Weyland-Yutani in all but name, placing Lucenite extraction above all else in the chase for trillion-dollar profits. This creates friction between the crew and those loyal to the company, especially Arjun, who also has personal reasons for being there. He knows someone who was on board Echelon I, so there's an impassioned determination behind his words and actions, even as he struggles to piece together the mysterious circumstances he finds himself in.

Even so, I was initially skeptical of this approach. A protagonist searching for their partner is a tired and overdone trope, yet Saros surprised me with the direction it takes. It's darker and more complex than I imagined it would be, while Arjun's character development over the course of the game proves captivating.

The entire cast is excellent, too, breathing life into characters you only encounter through audio logs and those you interact with each time you return from a run. Rahul Kohli (Midnight Mass, Gears 5), meanwhile, shines as Arjun, giving depth to his struggles and inner turmoil as he carries the weight of the game's narrative. The only misstep is that the character models during in-game conversations lack the fidelity to convey the same emotions as the voice performances. Usually, this isn't an issue, but there are a couple of hard-hitting moments where it veers into the uncanny valley.

Another thing I appreciated about Arjun's arc is the way it gradually folds into the planet's broader mysteries. You might be familiar with the name Carcosa. In Saros, it's a shape-shifting alien planet, but the name has appeared across media before in the likes of True Detective, Mass Effect, and the works of H.P. Lovecraft and George R.R. Martin. Each of these instances was inspired by the American writer Robert W. Chambers, who used Carcosa as a setting in several short stories featured in the 1895 book The King in Yellow. Saros is no different. In the book, Chambers describes Carcosa as a mysterious, ancient, and possibly cursed place, which is a fitting description for the hostile planet you find yourself stranded on.

There's more to it than just a name, although I won't delve any further into specifics. Just know that these allusions only add to the sense of unease. Saros might not be a horror game, but it quickly establishes an unnerving atmosphere that permeates throughout the entire experience.

You receive a drip-feed of information from run to run as you discover text and audio logs and converse with your fellow crew members each time you return to the game's hub. This lack of information creates a mystique around Arjun, the mission, and Carcosa, which Housemarque further blurs by showing you striking images and events for which you have no context. Even as the picture becomes clearer, the sense of dread doesn't dissipate as the game's mysteries slowly unravel, and the eventual context is all the more impactful.

Carcosa's aesthetic contributes to this feeling as well. Each biome evokes trepidation, whether it's the tumultuous nature of the planet itself or its ancient architecture--crafted at some unknown point in time by some unknowable entity. White marble walls are juxtaposed with statues and art installations that scream agony; there are large-scale depictions of arms clawing their way out of hell and poor souls forced to hold up structures like Atlas carrying the heavens on his shoulders. Underneath the earth is a sprawling network of pipes and metal, where fire spews out of whirring machinery, and H.R. Giger's influence is felt. There's a city, decimated by a long-forgotten war, where tight streets constrict your movement and ramp up the intensity of each firefight, while a murky swamp forces you to contend with toxic waters once the planet's eclipse fills the sky.

Saros builds and improves upon [Returnal] in spectacular fashion, seducing you every step of the way with an enthralling marriage of mechanics and story that's not to be missed.

Once you've left the relative safety of the hub and are exploring these biomes, that feeling of uncertainty in the pit of your stomach is also joined by a jolt of excitement. In Returnal, protagonist Selene dashed through incoming lines of explosive orbs, jumped over energy beams, and utilized a variety of weaponry to survive. In Saros, Arjun does the same, except he's not fighting just to survive; he's fighting to find his partner, and will kill whatever's in front of him to do so. While Selene was constantly on the back foot, Arjun plants his front foot firmly in the ground, and his arsenal reflects this.

You can jump and dash to avoid the barrage of enemy fire heading your way, but Arjun also comes equipped with a special shield that deflects damage and, most importantly, absorbs it, channeling this energy into Power that can be used to unleash your own devastating attacks.

Blue projectiles can be dashed through or absorbed, yellow ones can be dashed through but will rapidly destroy your shield, while red projectiles need to be avoided entirely--at least until you gain the ability to parry these attacks later on. This means readability is never an issue, though it's still easy to feel overwhelmed when the screen fills with a cacophony of bright energy beams and neon orbs. Not in a negative sense, but in a way that's challenging without feeling unfair.

It's a test of your reflexes and ability to position yourself so that you're not surprised by any unseen threats. It also makes sense that Housemarque rejects the bullet-hell moniker in favor of the more apt "bullet ballet." With active reloads and the way you weave into some projectiles while outright avoiding others, there's a rhythmic cadence to combat that feels somewhat like a chaotic dance.

Slipping into a flow state is incredibly easy, to the point where I often didn't realize how hard I was gripping the controller until the action had died down. It's thrilling stuff, mixing small-arms fire with melee strikes and a Power Weapon you can charge by absorbing projectiles, blasting away mobs, tough Alpha enemies, and the game's slew of fantastic bosses.

There are a few weapon types, such as assault rifles, shotguns, and crossbows, but, as with each procedurally generated biome, there are dozens of different permutations as well. One pistol might utilize burst fire, while another ricochets each bullet between multiple enemies. Every weapon has an alt-fire mode, too, letting you fire off shotgun shells with a more concentrated vertical spread, or add additional homing projectiles to a single crossbow bolt. I rarely found a firearm that wasn't satisfying to use, and they all feel viable, no matter the confluence of random modifiers and buffs.

You'll also find numerous Artifacts scattered across Carcosa. There's a limit to how many you can have equipped, but each one augments your abilities and grants different effects, such as automatic Power generation or a reduction in incoming damage. Unlike Returnal, you don't need a near-perfect mix of Artifacts and weapons to succeed. Saros is still a challenging game--and you can tinker with various modifiers to make it slightly easier or harder (within reason)--but it never feels like a successful run is predicated on which random pickups you receive.

This is also partly due to permanent upgrades that are more palpable and immediate. The Lucenite you collect by exploring and defeating enemies can be spent at the game's hub to purchase various upgrades from an exhaustive skill tree. Some of these are blanket improvements to attributes like armor integrity and maximum Power, and there's an instant sense of progression that stems from seeing your health bar expand or suddenly having more opportunities to use the Power Weapon. Other upgrades are more varied: You can add additional Artifact slots, start each run with keys to unlock doors and open locked containers, ensure that enemies drop more Lucenite, and boost your proficiency to gain access to higher-tier weapons earlier in a run.

That last upgrade is important, because Saros isn't structured like most roguelites. There's a throughline from one biome to the next that encompasses almost the entire game, but you can also travel to each biome individually from the game's hub. Obviously, you need to unlock an area first, but once you've reached a specific biome, you can fast-travel right back to it at the start of each run. This means you don't have to start from the beginning of the game each time and can pick up wherever you want, cutting out potential tedium while also giving you a ton of flexibility in how you approach the game.

When a boss was giving me a hard time, I decided to begin my run from the first biome rather than teleporting straight to the boss's domain. There are risks involved in this strategy, since I could've died before even making it back, but starting from an earlier point allowed me to build up enough temporary upgrades that I had an easier time defeating the boss. Other times, I didn't feel like I needed to revisit past biomes again, so I teleported to where I needed to go and went from there. Add in the fact that you can suspend a run (provided you're not in the middle of a boss battle), and Saros is much more generous with your time than Returnal was.

It might not be a direct sequel, but decisions like this and others elsewhere address every issue I had with Returnal. Housemarque's previous game is fantastic in its own way. Yet Saros elevates the studio's roguelite formula to another level. Its structure is surprisingly malleable, combat is deeper and more rewarding, and I couldn't resist being wrapped around the finger of its mysterious and foreboding narrative. I find roguelites hit-and-miss, but it didn't take long before I was utterly infatuated with Saros. It's an incredible game that does more than just refine what worked before. Even after rolling credits, I can't wait to dive back in.