Rayman Origins, Time in a Bottle
FINALLY got around to playing the Rayman Origins demo. This game reminds me of every last reason that I fell in love with video games in the first place. Rayman Origins is a love letter to any video gamer who can remember how awesome, uninhibited, and carefee gaming was before the Playstation era. It shines a spotlight on how gaming in general took a very, very wrong turn. And serves as a reminder that sometimes what we collectively fool ourselves into thinking is progress, really is not.
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If you could distill everything that was great about the golden age of video gaming (1987 – 1996), preserve in in a time capsule for 15 to 20 years, lovingly craft it into a single package, and give it a 1080p60 coat of paint, then Rayman Origins would most certainly would be it.
I extremely rarely pay full price for games these days; matter of fact, it’s the end of November, and I do not believe that I have paid full price for a single video game all year. But after playing the demo (just the single-player, not even the insane 4-player co-op I keep hearing about), I will be picking up Rayman Origins, brand new and at full price before the end of the week . . . and then I am probably going to pay for it again on the Playstation Vita come February of next year. Simply put, this game is everything that video games never should have stopped being. And if the rest of the game lives up to the demo, then from where I am sitting, this is the 2011 Game of the Year.
Thank you, Michel Ancel. The world of video gaming, whether they realize it or not, owes you a great debt of gratitude.