Horrible. Atrocious. Despicable. Insulting. I'm not sure if words can convey how bad this game is.

User Rating: 1.4 | MTV's Celebrity Deathmatch PS2
Wow...the show Celebrity Deathmatch, while never great, was at least a somewhat mindless show that could provide a nice half-hour of enjoyment while letting your brain take a little rest. And really, I'm not surprised they made a game out of it...just about any TV show or movie has the chance to be turned into a video game, so something as popular and easily classifiable (this was an obvious fighting game) as Celebrity Deathmatch made it's splash into the video game market. Unfortunately, the game was released in late 2003, over a year after the show was cancelled and several years after the show was relevant. And it only goes downhill from there.

Admittedly, I never played the game. I watched my roommate play it. And beat it in a couple hours. Most of that time was spent watching inane cut-scenes for the "special moves." The rest of the time was spent watching him button mash the attack button and easily win the match. Honestly, it's a fighting game for those people who really don't know how to get used to controllers more complex than the NES controller. In fact, I think this game could've easily worked on the NES. Attack, block, and movement. Yep, that's about it.

But really, I doubt anyone expected great gameplay from Celebrity Deathmatch. The gimmicky nature of the game really seemed to scream "rent this first," and at least it was going to be funny. Except it wasn't. At all. I'm not sure a single thing in this game was humorous. Or timely. It was basically a string of 4th-rate, stale pop culture references that American Dad wouldn't even have accepted. The show Celebrity Deathmatch was sometimes funny, and occasionally hilarious. This game induced a multitude of cringes, blank stares, and, towards the end, bleeding from the eyes of those watching the game. I also suspect my aggregate IQ to have dropped a couple of points simply from watching this game be played. I can't imagine what terror it must've wreaked on the brain of my poor roommate.