Thursday, 7 May 2020

Knights & Bikes (Switch)

"What shall we do today?"
"Go and throw rocks over the border into Devon?"
"Sounds good to me!"

I tell you what – if there’s one thing we need more of in games, it’s pasties. Not only pasties, but the history of pasties as well. On that basis Knights and Bikes should get top marks immediately, as it features both pasties AND information about what pasties are – but as an added bonus, there’s a bloody ace game bolted on to the bakery-themed exposition as well. Also: scones! And cantankerous waterfowl!

Set on an island that’s never named as being in Cornwall (but 100% is in Cornwall) in the mid-1980s, Knights and Bikes is a hand-drawn cartoon style RPG-lite about Nessa and Demelza – two young girls fighting ancient monsters while on a quest for long-lost treasure. Or at least that appears to be what’s happening, because like a Friday night after you’ve moved on to drinking hand sanitiser it’s not entirely clear whether some, none or all of the shenanigans going on around you are real or a load of imaginary “mind fudge”. 

The plot, other than looking for said lost treasure, revolves around Demelza’s dad not having enough money to run the family campsite, the recent death of her mum, and an ancient curse being awoken that – among other things – possesses a crazy golf course, and turns the old lady who runs the mobile library into a flamethrowing witch who gatecrashes a terrible low-budget theme park. So as you may gather, it’s a bit of an eclectic mix.

Beef envelope


What it also absolutely is, is another excellent example of an indie game (in this case one funded via Kickstarter) building on the legacy of the old back-bedroom coded games of the past. You could absolutely imagine a 2D Speccy version of something like this harking from the era it’s set in, complete with slightly unhinged and very British storyline and humour.

However, rather than being stuck rendering the aforementioned Cornish beef envelopes via the disappointingly chunky 8-bit pixels of yesteryear, we get to enjoy a frankly gorgeous art style and animation that makes the whole game look like a children’s book. In fact, the whole thing is basically a love letter to childhood adventure – doing skids on your bike, exploring mysterious places, sleepovers with your mates, even your character making ‘Fwoooosh!’ airplane noises when they sprint.

Talking of mates, the entire game is designed for 2 players to tackle together (which is why, even though it was first released on the PC and PS4, the Switch seems like its natural home). Though if you currently find yourself in an isolation ward due to our viral friend, the AI is more than adequate – and even if it does falter, you can also flip between both girls to take manual control at any time too.

All I wanted as a kid was a BMX with pads. Instead, I got a Raleigh Grifter. For you modern kids that's like expecting an iPhone but getting a pager.

2 Girls, 1 Cup (of cider)


The best way to play it is definitely with 2 people in the same room though; as the whole game is built on teamwork, it just feels right. It’s not just 2 people meaning twice the firepower either: each character has their own set of special abilities and literally can’t make it through without the other, such as when Nessa has to douse route-blocking fires with her water bombs, or Demelza has to rip up manhole covers with her toilet plunger in search of delicious fatbergs (OK, in-game currency – but I bet you’d get a few quid for a fatberg too).

I’ll be totally honest and say that it’s unlikely you’ll be overly stretched in the skill department when playing this game – combat is relaxed rather than sweaty, and there aren’t many spots where you’ll struggle for too long. But there’s still enough here to make battles feel like they’re a hurdle rather than a formality, and given the theme and style of the game a punitive grind would kill the fun stone dead anyway.

Puzzles won’t have you tearing your hair out either, and subtle but helpful markings on the ground and strategically-placed scenery will make sure you don’t wander too far astray. It’s admittedly pretty linear, but with just enough freedom and exploring to avoid it feeling like it’s on rails. Plus there are plenty of mini-game interludes to break things up and hold the attention of easily-distracted types – and nicely these are entirely just for fun and, win or lose, present no barrier to progress.

In that regard, this is a great game to play through with younger or less experienced gamers, who’ll get as much enjoyment out of it as seasoned veterans without getting overly frustrated. But at the same time I’m absolutely NOT saying is that this is a ‘kid’s game’, with all the negative connotations of overly watered-down gameplay and a lack of effort that implies. This is just a game that happens to be suitable for kids because it’s really well made, not diluted.

Guest starring Boaty McBoatface.

Smell the crabs


It’d probably come as no surprise to you if I told you that the game was developed by a small team who also worked on Little Big Planet and Tearaway, as the style, charm and attention to detail from those games is clearly present here as well. As well as the sense of childhood adventure, it totally captures the slightly naff vibe of a small, British seaside town in off season – you can practically smell the crabs and stale beer (unless you always smell of crabs and stale beer anyway, in which case this game just reeks of your awful bedsit).

Knights and Bikes is obviously not a huge release, and you won’t see it plastered over the side of buses like Call of Duty: Duty Calls 2: Call Harder (Brown Ops edition). So unless you scour the whole spectrum of the games press daily, sometimes it’s down to luck as to whether you even hear of games like this. But I’m delighted I did, because it’s lovely.

It’s not a mammoth game, coming in around the 10-hour mark, and the challenge might be nudging up to too lightweight for some. But sometimes it’s about the journey and not the accomplishment, and on that basis it’s absolutely worth your time and the time of finding a friend to play it through with too. Things this warm, charming and funny don’t come along every day, so grab it in your clammy mitts like one of Cornwall’s famous pastry semicircles. 

I mean, it’s got a goose called Captain Honkers in it. What more do you want? A cream tea?!?


St. Ives (5) out of Sennen (7)

198X (Switch)

I wish I'd been this cool in the 1980s. I didn't have Walkman - just a crappy pocket radio with a single earphone, so it looked like I had a massive hearing aid.

In the manner of a person attending a job interview and letting off a firework concealed in their mouth in answer to the interviewer’s first question, I’d like to start with a bit of a controversial bang: I don’t quite get how retrogaming has become such a ‘thing’.

I mean, I understand what it literally is of course – playing old games. There are some old games I quite like in fact, and sometimes I even replay the odd one myself. And I’m all for modern HD remakes that mean I can enjoy the experience in the here and now without the chronological shortcomings of blurry pixels, poor control schemes, hardware stutter, and of course having to buy stuff from a disinterested sweaty salesman in Dixons in the first place.

But: here’s the parping retro elephant in the room, whose dung is starting to pile up to worrying levels – both you and I know many old games look, sound and play horrendously, and once re-seen ‘in the flesh’ rather than viewed through your mental nostalgiascope are only 5% as good as we remember them being. Plus the further back you, go the truer this is. 

Yet retrogaming is now big enough to support devices and even whole events entirely dedicated to it. How has this happened? It’s just manky old stuff, guy!

Crusty banger


Take the Evercade, for example. There must be enough demand to make a new handheld games console that plays loads of old titles viable or it wouldn’t even exist, and some of the less dated stuff on it like Earthworm Jim doubtless remain fun to play. But you can also get Atari 2600 games on it. Games that came out almost 40 YEARS AGO, and absolutely look every one of those musty years old. 

Outside of a few minutes of curiosity, I don’t get why anyone would want to endure such crusty old bangers. And, of course, that curiosity could be satisfied with a free emulator running on even the feeblest of PCs or smartphones rather than spending £££s on a new gizmo. So I have to wonder…is it the games, or is it really the hardware that’s the big draw?

The other side of it is retro enthusiast one-upmanship, where fans seem to try to find the most obscure, awful nonsense so they can say “Look! Look what I’ve found!” when stumbling across a game no one has heard of since Milli Vanilli were in the charts, treating it like a revelation on par with unearthing a lost Shakespeare manuscript for “Taming of the Shrew 2: Shrewlectric Boogaloo”.

The reality? It’s probably just another badly coded knock-off that looks like the flashing dots machine they use in Boots to check your peripheral vision when you’re having an eye test, sounds like you’ve developed tinnitus while visiting a buzzer factory, and is as tedious to play as completing a cryptic crossword where all the clues are written in binary. 

You can tell this isn't a real subway on account of there not being some annoying twat playing the guitar and then demanding money for his awful rendition of "Hey Jude".

Brown smears


This, of course, is retrogaming’s problem: there are only so many times you can talk about, play, and find new and interesting info on the REAL classics, and genuine forgotten gems are incredibly rare. But to fill this content gap it increasingly means any old dreadful tat is now sought out and often elevated on merit of its age alone to a status it doesn’t deserve, just to give people something ‘new’ (old) to chase down, look at and play.

And that’s the bit I don’t get. There are so many great and interesting games out now, why seek out and laud things from decades ago that died on their arse even when they were contemporary? After all, games aren’t whisky: they don’t get better with age. Just mouldier.

Sure, sometimes fossil hunters find T-Rexes, but a hell of a lot more often all they turn up are vague brown smears on a rock from a boring old bit of seaweed – and would Jurassic Park have been as exciting if the camera had panned back from Hammond’s jeep, to the strains of John Williams’ epic score, only to reveal a landscape strewn with stinking piles of pre-Cambrian bladderwrack? 

Obviously, no. And that’s the unspoken truth of it: most old games = ‘damp fronds’, not ‘exciting fangs’.

However: playing new games that have a retro style, while doing things that the limitations of ancient hardware would have rendered impossible and telling new stories at the same time? Yeah, that I can easily understand and buy into. And indeed I did, having paid actual money for new-to-the-Switch retro love-in, 198X.

Puffy-jacketed skank


Set in a non-specified year of that decade, 198X tells the story of a young teen growing up on the edge of a big city, feeling like an awkward misfit until they discover the neon lights and kooky characters of an old-school arcade. Except of course it’s only ‘old school’ to us: old school back then would have been a load of farthing-powered bagatelle machines or something. A videogame arcade would have just been ‘school’. Though not an actual school, obviously. (Look, let’s just pretend I didn’t even start this mess and move on.)

The story in 198X unfurls via you playing through homages to a number of games of the era like OutRun and R-Type. These are all original titles however, and you only play through a handful of levels of each (although I’d love full games for some, they’re so well done). You can immediately see where their inspiration lies though, and the essence of the games they hail from has been captured impeccably. They’re like little fun-size mars bars of gaming! 

Despite being teeny they’re nevertheless remarkably well rounded, with power-ups, checkpoints and even bosses. And, in proper 80s style, there’s a fairly unforgiving level of challenge – the Shinobi clone in particular will have you relying on twitch gaming skills that would do any puffy-jacketed skank who lurked round arcades in the 1980s proud. 

The only slightly odd choice (and the one I can’t pin down to any particular ‘muse’ game) is the RPG stage – not because it’s not of this era, as such games certainly existed then. More because it doesn’t really quite fit the arcade theme and is closer to the sort of thing you’d have played on a home console. It’s still fun though and not too jarring, so we’ll let it slide.

It's slightly unfortunate that the sprite effect tunnel does kind of make it look like you're driving through a vortex of rancid popcorn.

Don’t you forget about me


Interspersed between games are cutscenes rendered in 16-bit pixel art style, and a soundtrack that 100% nails the synth-heavy music of the era. In fact, for anyone like me who grew up around the time, this whole game captures the atmosphere of an angsty 80s teen coming of age movie so well it was almost a surprise to get to the end and not see John Hughes’ name come up in the credits.

The whole thing will only take you a few hours to get through, depending on how tricky you find some of the harder bits, and one annoyance is that the ending is a bit disappointing as it’s entirely set up for a sequel rather than offering any real resolution. But for gamers of a certain age it’ll bring back all the feels in the right places. The OutRun level in particular gets it just right, as you cruise through a neon city with a pure 80s soundtrack. 

It’s obviously been made with a lot of love for the games and media of the time, and if the alluded-to follow-up happens I hope they’ll give some of the minigames a bit more room to breathe and throw in a few more genres an as well. There’s a whole decade of source material, after all – Contra, Operation Wolf, or Donkey Kong ‘tributes’ would dovetail nicely.

Nostalgia rash


I know I’m probably at odds with a lot of Digi readers on this, but I’ve played the likes of OutRun and R-Type: I finished them at the time they were new, and I’ve played them again since to reminisce. Now, I’d rather play something like this (or, say, retro-themed platformer Horace) that knows where it’s come from and respects it, but takes that legacy and style and offers something fresh with it.

To me, that’s infinitely more interesting than dredging up some also ran from days gone by to scratch an itchy retro rash. Or worse still, playing an old game you loved over and over so often that it loses any nostalgic appeal and ends up as dated as a shell suit and espadrilles.

To paraphrase Kylo Ren, “Let the past go, Grandad – it’s full of wasps and syphilis!”.

Besides, a new game done in an old style – and done well like 198X is – is always going to be far better at evoking the sensation of what it felt like playing the games of the time it takes inspiration from than you’d get replaying those actual games again now. Which I admit sounds weird, but bear with me!

This level is *seriously* hardcore. I was so focused playing it, at one point my contact lens dried out and fell off my eye.

Vaseline


What I mean is this: I remember how cool it was sitting in an OutRun machine as a kid, music blaring and racing along. What I don’t clearly recall is that the graphics were grainy, the speakers tinny, and it was a real sod to do well because the dodgy arcade owner had inevitably set the difficulty dipswitch to ‘utter bastard’. But I know those things are true – not least because I still remember my mum telling me off for spending 10 quid on continues.

Yet in my mind’s eye, everything is much smoother, the sound less beepy-boopy and the experience more fun because memory is imperfect. You remember the good stuff, not the rough edges and the nitpicks, or indeed the fag-stained ceiling and manky carpet that was the style du jour of most arcades at the time.

198X isn’t the best game I’ve played, and it certainly isn’t the longest, but it absolutely had an effect on me because it brought back all the memories without the drag of the rubbish bit – the disappointment of a game now not being nearly as good as I remember from then. Essentially, the modern hardware and game design is the ‘vaseline on the lens’ to give you the soft focus you usually get from dodgy mental recall of the 8/16-bit era.

If you weren’t there first time round, so the appeal of retro to you is that it’s all ‘new’, your mileage may vary. But take it from me: sometimes it’s better to just be reminded of something than go back directly to the source, as the past isn’t always brilliant*. 198X does just that – it’s a fun, albeit brief, aide memoire. Anyway, thanks for coming to my TED talk on retrogaming thinly disguised as a review (I won’t be taking questions at this time).

*Apart from stovepipe hats of course, which remain unassailably excellent.


Now That’s What I Call Music 7 out of Now That’s What I Call Music 10

CES 2020 highlights!

CES: Where we render your cool stuff obsolete!

Well it’s a new month, a new year and a new decade. And you know what that means? Yes, that’s right: nothing, given our calendar system starts at an arbitrary point in time with no specific meaning. But as this has been going on for 2000-odd years now it’s probably simpler to just go along with it, yeah?

However: the turning of the year also heralds the shambling return of CES – the big annual electronics expo where companies spaff out a load of new rubbish you don’t need, right after you bought last year’s bloody model for Xmas. To show we’ve got our finger if not on the pulse, then at least hovering menacingly near your trembling wrist, here’s our rundown of this year’s most desirable ‘wares’. They’re so hot, they’ll scald your glabella!

You can practically feel the power. Either that, or I'm having a stroke.

Folding computers


Laptops, eh? First they were big, but terrible. Then they got smaller. Then they got big again, because the small ones were somehow even more terrible. But now, the chonk…oh man, she just too chonky! The solution? Make ‘em small again, only this time in a whole new way that makes them impractical and unusable anywhere other than plugged in and flat on a desk.

Yes, if there’s one complaint we’ve pretty much never had about laptops, it’s that we haven’t been able to have one with a tiny, creased plastic display so it looks like a 1980s portable telly covered in clingfilm, coupled with the beguiling input choice of either a tiny Bluetooth keyboard we’ll lose down the side of the sofa after a week, or an onscreen one we can wear our fingers to nubs on. 

So, in this era of climate change and austerity, it’s great that tech companies have spent billions to address our non-concern! And did we mention gaming? No, no we didn’t, because you can’t play games on one of these. They’re clearly horrendously underpowered, as otherwise the battery wouldn’t last more than 8 minutes.

But hang on, love. We’re not satisfied with scoops on this year’s tech – we’ve got an exclusive shot of what’s coming next year! Take a look at this beauty: a whole new form factor with a BUILT-IN keyboard, a ‘disc drive’ so you can load up cool new apps even when the 5G signal at your hot yoga retreat goes down, and are you fed up with fingerprints on your screen? No problem with that here, as it’s a whole new ‘non-touch’ touchscreen that just IGNORES your incessant prodding.

Also, say hello to lots more privacy with a zero-megapixel webcam and the ‘ultimate firewall’ – a complete lack of connection to the filth-riddled internet. Thank Elon Musk that tech companies are here to save us all from ourselves!

Doorbells would be a lot less popular if they were called "Finger ringers".

Smart doorbells


Bing-bong! When a delivery man or bailiff visits your home, are you still opening the door to see who’s calling like some sort of peasant? OK, boomer, it’s time to get with the 21st century!

Smart doorbells are, of course, all the rage amongst always-on skinny latte jean-wearing trendy types, who are happy to share vast amounts of personal data to anonymous corporations in exchange for an almost imperceptible sliver of added convenience.

However, it’s not all techno-rainbows: the one area where these devices have fallen down is that they can’t actively repel people you’d rather not see, such as charity collectors, ‘Christ touchers’, or that angry man down the road whose garden is strewn with your cat’s dirty tods.

To address this, one of the big stories at CES this year was the brand new “Ring lord 3000”. It looks like any ordinary doorbell, but when depressed instead of a charming bell-like refrain it emits the infamous ‘brown noise’. This low, vibrating frequency immediately causes anyone within 50 m to evacuate their bowels, and all for the low price of $1!

Granted, if you happen to also be within 50 m of your own front door you’ll be similarly affected, but all you need to cover that is an expensive pair of easily lost noise-cancelling earbuds. In fact, probably 2 pairs so one can charge while you’ve got the others in.

You can’t put a price on the peace of mind of knowing who is at your door, of course, but it turns out you can put a price on peace of sphincter.

"Hello! I'm Elon Musk, the genius! That's right - I've uploaded myself into a new body that's even more rad and cool than my old human onezzzzzzzzzzzzzzz +++BATTERY ERROR+++PERMANENT SHUTDOWN INITIATED+++"

AI avatars


Here’s one that will be of particular interest to the 4 or so people who still plan to run a business in the UK after Brexit. Given we won’t be able to get desperate foreign types to come and do dull jobs with feeble wages anymore, what’s the answer? Well it certainly isn’t paying more money, you hippy! Except of course to tech companies. That’s fine.

Yes, to combat the dearth of potential employees, 2020 saw the debut of AI avatars – pretend people who can fill the gap in roles such as receptionists, reception workers, and people who work in reception-type areas. Programmed to be able to inaccurately answer at least 4 of your questions (assuming they’re questions about ox-bow lakes, which is of course the no. 1 search term worldwide), they’re virtually indistinguishable from the real thing!

In fact, YOU might be an avatar RIGHT NOW! And even if you’re not, at least it’s a decent cover story for why you keep shoving USB cables down your trousers to ‘interface’ with your ‘charging port’.

It corners like a dream. Assuming you're dreaming about an overloaded barge in a canal full of congealed marmite.

Sony’s electric car


After stunning everyone with the reveal of the PlayStation 5 logo, which – and hold on to your hats here, because it’s a real humdinger – turned out to be EXACTLY the same as the PS4 logo only with a 5, Sony then proceeded to ensure post hat-loss we were nude at either end by blowing our socks off with their unexpected unveiling of no less than an electric car!

Of course, the model on display was just a concept: the maker of design classics like the Sport Walkman (it’s bigger and yellow, and just as non-waterproof!), the second-most popular video format Betamax, and of course the MiniDisc – the format that took the most annoying elements of cassette tapes and CDs and mashed them into one anaemically-supported chimera – was bound to refine it before launch.

But today, we can show you some EXCLUSIVE shots of the final, road-ready car – and what a car it is! With seats for anywhere up to 1 person, or 2 people if they are missing their right and left arms respectively and sit in the correct order, the car also features easy access for any passenger (assuming they’re an experienced hurdler or professional contortionist).

We’ve also heard from a fascinating press release that the Sony car can hit speeds, and the battery lasts for a period of time – if not longer!  We can’t wait to whizz down Sony-approved A and B roads (available as reasonably-priced DLC; motorways pack sold separately) while listening to top Sony-approved artists such as Nickleback, Rednex, and Scatman John, before stopping off for a quick 2-hour mandatory system update in a layby.

It’s the future of yesterday, today!



(This review originally appeared on Digitiser 2000 in January 2020)