by PriamNevhausten » Wed May 23, 2007 7:31 pm
I am not particularly impressed by Odin Sphere thus far. Though it be in character (at least for the first character, as I assume more than one is playable throughout the game), blocking happens much more slowly than I would like, and the combat system is pretty imbalanced in the wrong ways. The story seems pretty standard-melodramatic-anime fare, and there's no option to skip text to the next line after you've read the current line--you either wait for the voice actors to, like, run a lap around the building or whatever it is they do during that gap between lines, or exit out of the conversation entirely. If you've ever tried to play FFX with subtitles turned off, you know the kind of painful waits between lines that I'm talking about.
I kind of like the planting system, and I really like that there's a plant that is pretty much specifically designed to be food for other plants. Alchemy I haven't really messed with yet. POW I could do without, but I see its function--I'm just not used to having to moderate my attack pace, having just played Castlevania: Curse of Darkness, and God of War 1 and 2.
In sum, I don't have quite enough material to make a main judgment on this game. But it's not looking good.
edit: I knew I forgot to mention something. The cooking system, such as I have seen it so far, is not bad! You find recipes on parchments all over the wherever, and the extent of your ability to make things is ENTIRELY dependent on those recipes--you simply canNOT make things by alchemy for which you do not have a recipe. But, on the other hand, when you have the recipe, you know precisely what you need, precisely what you will get, and precisely how to arrange the parts to get the product. I can dig it.
"You haven't told me what I'm looking for."
"Anything that might be of interest to Slitscan. Which is to say, anything that might be of interest to Slitscan's audience. Which is best visualized as a vicious, lazy, profoundly ignorant, perpetually hungry organism craving the warm god-flesh of the anointed. Personally I like to imagine something the size of a baby hippo, the color of a week-old boiled potato, that lives by itself, in the dark, in a double-wide on the outskirts of Topeka. It's covered with eyes and it sweats constantly. The sweat runs into those eyes and makes them sting. It has no mouth, Laney, no genitals, and can only express its mute extremes of murderous rage and infantile desire by changing the channels on a universal remote. Or by voting in presidential elections."
--Colin Laney and Kathy Torrance, William Gibson's Idoru