More specifically, Conker's Bad Fur Day on the N64 or the remake, Conker: Live And Reloaded on the Xbox.
Personally, I think Conker was one of the best games of all time, with a like-unto-God script, amazing graphics, quite literally the best jokes I've ever heard in a game, and truly amazing and imaginative level-design. But above all else, I loved the ending.
As anyone who's played it will know, Conker's one of the most light-hearted games of all time. So when, after having the most enjoyable and hilarious gaming-experience of my life, I arrived at a surprisingly dark and depressed ending, something happened: I was actually sad.
No other game had ever actually saddened me before, even tragic death-scenes and the like had never done that.
There was just something in that last sentence Conker said before the credits came on that got to me.
I don't know about you guys, but there was love in that game. Love of Rare, for their fans and for games as an art-form.
Does anybody else feel the same way, or am I just being a great, big mushy poof?
Personally, I think Conker was one of the best games of all time, with a like-unto-God script, amazing graphics, quite literally the best jokes I've ever heard in a game, and truly amazing and imaginative level-design. But above all else, I loved the ending.
As anyone who's played it will know, Conker's one of the most light-hearted games of all time. So when, after having the most enjoyable and hilarious gaming-experience of my life, I arrived at a surprisingly dark and depressed ending, something happened: I was actually sad.
No other game had ever actually saddened me before, even tragic death-scenes and the like had never done that.
There was just something in that last sentence Conker said before the credits came on that got to me.
I don't know about you guys, but there was love in that game. Love of Rare, for their fans and for games as an art-form.
Does anybody else feel the same way, or am I just being a great, big mushy poof?