I have to admit to being a rather cynical bastard. Well, a constructively cynical one admittedly, meaning that in our dark times I do try to shield myself from sentimentality and focus on what has to be (mostly politically) done. Have been reading much more David Harvey than Novalis lately, I'm afraid. Have been trying to ignore the personal in favour of the societal too.
And then Jonas and Verena Kyratzes go on and release something like The Fabulous Screech. Something so whimsical, so wonderful, so obviously yet collectively personal, so subtle, so funny, so deeply touching, that, well, I was touched. Really, actually touched. And I frankly didn't expect such things could still happen, not unless the human condition itself were involved. Not that it isn't, mind. Besides, the game itself is a sweet gift.
Go on, give it a try. It wont take more than 20 minutes to see all its glorious secrets and enjoy the metaphysical circus only a cat could create, only a Verena could draw and only a Jonas could imagine. The Fabulous Screech can happily be enjoyed in the comfort of your own browser and, though absolutely free to experience, will ask you to click and think. Or is that click and feel? Ah, well, the Lands of Dream can be a most confusing place indeed.
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