Jed Pressgrove
- Galaga
- Final Fantasy III (SNES)
- Off-Peak
Jed Pressgrove's Reviews
Throughout, Troll and I often raises the question of just how much testing was done to spot and correct mistakes.
Any potential for excitement is squandered by the fact that the zombies you encounter are typically unthreatening.
Throughout this cynical gaming experience, the message of the show seems clearer than ever: reject dignity or die.
Red Barrels's game is an immature and hateful slight at anyone who dares to believe in a divine creator.
The mere suggestion of indie misery will captivate industry insiders and tantalize anyone else who may or may not get what Davey Wreden is going for.
A plethora of technical limitations transform this game's quest for verisimilitude into a kind of farce.
At least one aspect of the gameplay inadvertently confirms the feeling that Blazkowicz is just a shell of a person.
The game's politics have negligible emotional impact due to contrived voice acting and obtrusive loading screens.
The dialogue, mere filler between bouts, is more entertaining than the combat that’s meant to be the game’s focus.
Ironically, the game grinds to a halt whenever it indulges in callbacks to the Legend of the Zelda brand.
The uninspired material is unable elevate the game's moth-eaten ramblings about good and evil.
Perhaps its efforts to fit in with the big dogs of the gaming world would be more tolerable if there were more variety to its challenges.
Not only does the game cheapen the idea that a dog is man's best friend, it also falls apart like a cheap chew toy.
Its boss fights highlight the contrived lengths that FromSoftware has gone to in order to satisfy players' thirst for difficulty.
The fact that Capcom can't make this decades-old maneuver feel effortless is evidence that this series might need to go in a trash compacter like old machinery.
Right from the start, Mario Tennis Aces, the eighth installment in the Mario Tennis series, feels inadequate.
The game comes down to two rival parties blandly lumbering toward each other on largely identical stages.
Metal Gear Survive aligns itself with too many corporate gaming shenanigans to register as unadulterated fun.
This highly anticipated sequel to Xenoblade Chronicles is one of the most overindulgent games of the year.
The sorry "story" segments largely amount to random combinations of the four main characters trading bad jokes, such as running the difference between "who" and "whom" into the ground.