You went into the fresh laundry and there were your sister's panties

User Rating: 6.5 | Antichamber PC
By Rotondi | Review Date:
I grew up having my mom pretty much do everything for me, like I was some retarded, near-sighted gimp. She made my bed, did my homework, cooked me dinner, drove me pretty much anywhere I wanted to go, took care of me when I was sick, did my laundry, bought me everything on holidays, gave me cash when I needed it, forced me to the dentist every 6 months, watched all my baseball games and this list could go on forever. You'd think I'd have returned the favor here and there, and maybe I have, but so far and few between. Thinking about it makes me feel like a shmuck. The worst form of life there is.

So I deserve the predicament Antichamber put me in. Alone, stuck in some white shiny labyrinth without a clue on how to get out in the 90 minutes they give you before your progress is reset. There's barely any sound in Antichamber's empty world yet you somehow feel people are whispering things in your eyes as you try to figure your way out of the maze. You get this sense that someone has already tried to escape from the very same situation and your just another one of the gameworlds guinea pigs.

Well, my mom wasn't here to help me this conundrum, so I started the game as obtuse as you can imagine. Advancing requires figuring out one puzzle after the next. And like a maze, there's always more than a few paths to take, and no way is the wrong way. Even falling down a pit doesn't end in death but the discovery of a new area. Which sounds nice but just makes Antichamber so confusing that it starts digging under your fingernails.

After twenty minutes you'll probably realize that you've been going in circles. For me it brought out the eeriness of Blair Witch, that false comfort in thinking your making progress, getting further away from where it all began, then realizing your back to where you started.

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