Ghost in a Bottle

I love joke games; even when the joke is on the poor dumb bastard who is playing the joke game. Ghost in the Bottle defiantly qualifies as joke game or possibly a PCP induced brain spasm.

Graphics: The graphics well… did their job. There were some mismatches and glitches (to be expected in a game like this) and some of them had to be intentional. On the other hand there were a good number of neat little touches like the Ghostbusters logo on the back of the wheelchair that you only notice if you pay careful attention.

Music: I liked the music but then again I have horrible taste in music. Much of the music is taken from the Ghostbuster movies (Um… surprise?) I did have an issue with the voice clips being at much lower volume then the rest of the sound but whatever. I actually found myself stretching out the bullshit battles in order to listen to the battle music. I suppose I could have turned the game off and looked in the music folder for it…but I’m a lazy bastard at the best of times.

Gameplay: As mentioned above the battles are BS. It might be possible to die in this game if you were too busy huffing computer duster to watch your HP but even that would be difficult. Battles however are a great time to throw in some cheap jokes and trust me there’s lot of them in there. For example ‘what’ you find yourself fighting is down right hilarious.
Otherwise you basically you walk around talk to people who either say stupid things or make inside jokes you won’t understand. I’m told that this part of the game is a hell of lot funnier to people who were actually there but well… I still got bits and pieces of it.

Writing: The constant intentional (I hope) spelling errors are annoying as hell and will throw you off quite often. All part of the lulzy atmosphere I suppose still found myself missing a lot of things the first time through (I might have been drunk but that’s no excuse for a 'serious game reviewer'.) The second time though things almost made sense.

Atmosphere: This short stupid RM game somehow RADIATES hatred and bitterness at an alarming yet downright hilarious rate. You will find yourself cackling evilly at shit so stupid your twelve year old brother wouldn’t even say it. Well done TFT, now please get some therapy.

Plot: Sorry kids. I’m not going to give away the plot of a twenty minute game. Go find out for yourself. What’s twenty minutes to you anyway? A badly executed zerg rush and half a can of Mountain Dew? Sheesh put down the Pokemon and expand your horizons a little will you? IT’S TWENTY FREAKING MINUTES!!!

Score? I can’t bring myself to rate this game. I have no idea even where to begin. You spend half your time laughing your ass off and the other half facepalming in tears. I realize that not everybody is a sadist cold hearted bastard who loves things like this but this game is so short and so um… unique that there’s really no reason not to at least try it.