I've found more entertainment in painting with feces

User Rating: 1 | Naughty Bear X360
By The_Undead_2 | Review Date:
When I'm not busy choking myself for some sort of pleasure, or calling up ex-girlfriends to tell them I never loved them, I like to try new games. Unfortunately, I tried Naughty Bear the other day.
I felt naughty playing this game, as though the whole time I should keep looking over my shoulder to make sure a friend wouldn't walk in on me. The game is more terrible than Hitler, Satan, and Helen Hunt standing in a room trying to figure out how to do whatever it is they do that makes them terrible.
The first thirty minutes of the game brought such a soul searing sadness to my heart. I knew no amount of uppers would take me out of this soul crushing pit of despair, so I figured, "Hey, why not? I'm only hurting myself."
My depression only worsened as the game... meandered. I would say progressed, if I felt even an ounce of progression in such an emotionally stunted, shallow attempt at making a fun game.
I could picture it, all the creators of the game laughing as they knew they were releasing one of the most terrible games ever made.
The joke is on me 505 Games... You win.

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