Eye of the Dragon (2005)

So, the New Year is here. Time I use that old Christmas present. You know, the one that you receive years ago with gratitude but then become so busy it winds up in a pile somewhere. It vanishes. You forget you have it. Then, one day, it falls out of a magic hole somewhere onto your head – usually leaving a lump - and you go “oh yeah! So and so got me this!” then precede to feel guilty for the next hour or day or week or whatever at what a complete and ungrateful git you were? Well, that reckoning day is here. Settle down and let me tell you a tale.

The gift in question is Eye of the Dragon given to me by my sister about (checks date) ten years ago. It is an adventure gamebook. I love adventure gamebooks and this one is also by a favourite - Ian Livingstone. In the career deparment, Livingstone is a human dynamo among the likes of Bruce Dickinson and Schwarzenegger.. He brought Dungeons and Dragons to Europe, started Games Workshop, began Warhammer, began the British magazine White Dwarf, became chairman of Eidos, revamped Tomb Raider and on the seventh day presumably he rested whilst being given an honorary degree (and rightly so).

Somewhere in between all of this, he invented RPG adventure gamebooks. Eye of the Dragon is one of these books - his first in thirteen years – and said to reflect his years of experience in the gaming industry. “I'll have that,” I said to my sister. “Ok,” she said. And on it went to my shelf until this very day.

I open it and begin to read.

I play the role of the token tough brute adventurer who is down on his luck. One day. while trying to get some shut eye, a weary looking chap named Henry Delacor informs me that for five long years he has searched for the fabled dragon statue - worth the very specific amount of 335, 000 gold coins. It is hidden in a deadly labyrinth under the city and will kill anybody who touches it unless they insert two precious emeralds into its eyes. He’s just arrived back from that labyrinth now, apparently, after only discovering one of those emeralds.

“I’ll go!” says my character.

“Here, drink this slow acting poison,” says Henry “that way I can be sure you will return here with half of my reward for the antidote.”

“Ha, don’t make me laugh old man” I say as I push him ove…

No, I’m kidding. I down the poison in a single shot.

What sort of jackass am I playing?

So, I make my very poisoned way through some scary forest of evil to discover a house. Inside is a trapdoor. Visions of Zork spring to mind and I wonder if I will be eaten by a Grue or something. I should mention at this point that in determining my characters strength I came out as reasonable. So, imagine more a Jason Statham over that Conan image. I can’t punch through walls but I’m ripe enough to oil wrestle a few orcs when that awkwardly inevitable moment arrives.

I quickly come to a branching path offering a left or right choice. I pick right and arrive at a door. Inside is a man who wants to sell me a picture of an Owl. Feeling confused, I buy the picture and ram it into my bag pack before walking out. Awhile later, I arrive at a door. This one contains a merchant operating a trinket stall selling chalk, whistles and pickled pigs tails. How these men get to work every morning through some guy’s basement or indeed what the market for owl paintings and tin whistles is in an underground, secretive labyrinth - I don’t quite know. Feeling a little annoyed at this point, I only buy one pickled pig’s tail on my way out along with an obvious silver dagger. 

Suddenly, I step on a pressure trap which releases arrows and it's almost a complete relief to be under attack. Seeing as this is the first luck roll of the game, the arrows skirt harmlessly around me. I walk on. There's another arbitrary left and right fork. I continue right and find a pit which I have the option of swinging over on rope or jumping over. Figuring the rope will be cut, I choose to swing across it anyway as I want to be "in character" playing this poison drinking dumpling. Sadly, it is completely safe so I’m guessing those merchants simply put it here to aid shoppers reaching their store. 

On the other side I find…more doors.

 Door 1: No enemies or traps. Offers the choice of a free bronze plate of armour or an iron plate of armour. I take the iron which boosts my skill.

Door 2: Contains a woman in cage who flirts with me. I approach her, discover she’s a vampire and instant kill her with my obvious silver dagger. No challenge. I now gain a jewel on a gold chain.

Door 3: Contains 1 gremlin which dies in two hits. The rewarded is a silver key and magic green goo in a jar which may or may not be gremlin poo.

By this point, my bag is so loaded with trinkets and sparkleys and wonders that I am almost in danger of being crippled under its immense weight. There is no item limit so I can carry as much swag as I like. I eventually reach a corridor where two skeletons try to swipe at me with swords but I walk right past them. To make this encounter more entertaining, I imagine both of them standing there in utter disbelief and one probably shouting after me “Yeah, and don’t come back!”

As the half dozenth encounter comes and goes with little impact I come to the realisation that the dungeon is entierly idiot proof. A helpful arrow points to an area where a giant sandworm atempts to jump me and is promptly slapped aside. My prize is an un-trapped chest with 27 gold pieces, a book of poetry and a staff. I becomes so jaded at this point that I choose to whack the staff on the floor sustaining my first minor injury in the act because this isn’t just any old staff it’s the super, amazing, awesome thunder staff that can kill evil sorcerers in a single hit…yaay.

The old criticism of "Monty Hall Dungeon" or the more British term "Supermarket Sweep Dungeon" really sums this adventure up. I wonder through constant rooms, down left or right branching corridors and get tanked up with items that are either way over powered, may or may not be key requirments later in the game or result in instant death. 

Eventually, I discover a dwarf in one of the rooms and on freeing him he follows me about for the rest of the game like a miniature David Dickinson cracking terrible jokes and saying things like “Oh I wonder what’s in that treasure chest,” “this room looks interesting.” 

And, if you fall over, we have Injury Lawyers For You!

Trying to ignore him and keep my sanity, I run into the intelligent and slightly deranged sorcerer in question simply called "Evil Sorcerer". Luckily for me, his accuracy is so awful that every spell he casts misses (I only discovered he was there by turning around to note that a wall was singed) and unless you are standing directly in front of him you are absolutly and entirely safe. The catch? He has a sword that kills you in a hit. So, Jar Jar Binks wielding a Golden Gun. I pull out the staff. He explodes, I carry on.

Finally, we manage to find the jewel of I’m An Adventurer Get Me Out Of Here and then Mr "super insanely ridiculous unskippable over the top boss" arrives - who is to my surprise not made out of special item. His attacks do double damage, but thankfully me and the dwarf manage to take care of him. Then, it’s back to the shopping trip from hell - a brass bell, a bronze statue of a monkey to go with your owl painting, a silver armband etc 

With two pages of items filled in and our budget at an end, we walk into a room to fight the titular dragon. It’s asleep. We walk past it. End of encounter.

Then, just in case you were thinking this book was made with beginners in mind, the second final boss appears. He is a doppelganger of the consumerist dwarf sidekick and is offensively unkillable. You can only beat him by luck as in every attack round you suffers an accumulating minus two to your dice rolls. No item in the game prevents this bro down from happening. You just have to oil that chest up and jump right in there.

After having my 24^th legendary final battle for the supermarket, I decided the gasmillion groats the dungeon would ram up my arse for winning really wasn't worth it.

And thus my dodgey 'venture came to an end. I left the 24 dead version of me on the dungeon room floor, put the fictional world back on my shelf, picked up a New Year’s drink and wondered what in the whole of hell inspired Ian to write such a bannana. When no answer came, I went to wash the oil out from behind my ears.

Update: I don't speak the evil tongues of marketeers but it turns out "game wrote following years of gaming experience" actually translates nativly to "prototype adventure he cobbled together back in 1982, before he'd written his first book, and promptly left in the attic." Perhaps if this was published as the great unreleased Fighting Fantasy juvenile, more people may have accepted it for what it was and enjoyed it. Then again...

Point and click mania - Clock Tower

“Raised in the Granite Orphanage, Jennifer and her friends

were wanted as adopted daughters.

It happened in September…”

It’s hard to be objective to a game I ritualistically play every Halloween much less to a game that practically redefined the survival horror genre overnight. Clock Tower is a forgotten gem which has no right to be as good as it is. It does everything wrong. An action driven game that pits you against only one enemy whilst offering no weapons to defend yourself against it. Check. A 90’s point and click adventure that can be finished in less than an hour. Check. Small children killed in a Nintendo exclusive. Check. Yes, Clock Tower truely offered the unseasoned survival horror market an experience quite unlike any other.

Inspired by the giallo work of Dario Argento and video nasties such as The Burning, Clock Tower puts you in control of orphan Jennifer as she attempts to navigate an isolated mansion whilst she and her young friends are routinely hunted and butchered by a serial killer. You win the game by hiding in any space you can find hoping to be quick enough, lucky enough - the killers appearance is randomized - to escape some unfortunate end. Help does not come.

While you run, Jennifer panics. If she panics too much she will begin to fall over. Her killer closes in. If you reach a dead end, the game continues letting you simply wait knowing there is absolutely nothing you can do. Then you are schewered like a pig.  You will see Jennifer die a lot in Clock Tower. Suprisingly, this game never made it out of the Japanese market. 

Here’s a typical event that may happen in Clock Tower: I run into an outhouse with the pulsating John Carpenter music revibrating down the coridors after me. I climb a ladder onto a balcony and duck down. The killer enters and I push the ladder over preventing him from reaching me. He leaves. The music ends. I suddenly realise the drop is too far for me to return to the ground floor and I am stuck up there. Suddenly, the roof caves in and the killer is up there with me. He advances.

It is this psychology of uncertainty and vulnerability that makes the atmosphere of Clock Tower work so effortlessly. You are in danger from the moment the game begins to the moment it ends. There are no powerups, no cheats or saves and later games in the series wouldn’t even have canonical endings. Pick your favourite said the director [in the sequel manual] there’s the “Hollywood” ending, the “franchise” ending; he continues to list them off as if he really doesn’t care. The game over screen is termed “dead end” perhaps ironically. There are nine endings in total to Clock Tower and many of them are not pretty.

The popularity of the game continued to grow years later thanks to internet piracy and elements of the game found its way into populrar cultue, the panic system was incorporated into the original Dino Crisis and online cult legend Benjamin Yahtzee of Zero Punctuation fame developed a video game trilogy inspired by the game beginning with “5 Days a Stranger.” Now the series has finally been revived thanks to a kick starter campaign.

Will Jennifer and her friends escape from The Barrows Mansion? This time perhaps, and there are three endings in which the escape can tie into a direct seuel, but in future games - all endings are equivocal. It is this open endededness and lack of concern with an overly rewarding or punishing game experience that allows players the freedom to interpret the game as they see fit.

The game was later ported to Windows but once again failed to acquire interested publishers outside of Japan. I wonder why.

If you like this try:

5 Days a Stranger, Broken Sword (series), Silent Hill (series), Dark Seed (series).

Doom console reviews pt1 (SNES) review

 

Release Date: September 1st 1995, Players: 2 (at the time with XBAND), Levels: 22, Bosses: 3

The biggest surprise about Doom on the SNES is the fact that it existed at all. 

 Is it fun? It’s ok. It is in no way a game which offers incredibly solid gameplay but the very fact that it is playable is surely a triumph for its platform. 

 

Sorry, what did you say we would be playing Doom on?

So how is this even happening you ask? Well Nintendo developed a chip known as the Super FX2 chip – during those ancient console wars of the early 90s. The original chip created the Star Wing series and offered some of the first 3D polygons in a 16bit console while enchancing other games such as Vortex. Its older brother rendered Doom on the SNES.

Given the 16bit limitations, the sheer amount of Doom encased in this cartridge is the games strongest point. This version offers all of the bosses from the PC game – something neglected on even the Jaguar and 3DO ports – along with all of the weapons and even at one time offered a 2 player Deathmatch mode over XBAND if you were lucky enough to have such a device during its life span. This was also the only port of Doom to include the PC story intervals making it a very faithful little port indeed. 

Beyond the equation: sheer volume of game to stunningly small 16bit cartridge, the soundtrack is often a point brought up by the ports fans. It has to be said, for anyone with ears, this was easily the best soundtrack on a console port of Doom at the time of its release. This really helped with the boosting of an atmosphere of action that could be said to be lacking on both the Jaguar and 32X Doom. Whether you agree or disagree with this point, frankly, the music to this game impresses.

 

The mystery man approaches.

Shortcomings become immediately obvious as well. The inability for enemies and backgrounds to be rendered from a distance due to scaling limitations make items enemies and objects blur together at times. This along with the many cuts in animation really damages the playability as enemies topple over like kubb sticks when shot in a way that is never really satisfying and makes the game feel more routine than ever with each passing level.

Due to these animation losses, the enemies are also always facing you, always see you and always know where you are. This adding to the fact that I can never see them from a distance could be argued to be a “feature” that creates a new area of challenge to the game. After all it makes close combat more necessary than ever before. Unfortunately this isn’t Predator the game. It’s Doom and it should really be better than this. 

But, I can’t sit here and berate it. I mean, not only am I playing it on a SNES and it’s working; It’s actually playable. Fun? You could certainly play a lot worse.

Gameplay 2/5 Mild and playable.

Graphics 2/5 Blurry and fuzzy but fullscreen and, given this is a 16 bit console, impressive.

Sound 4/5 SNES remix soundtrack that actually comes out quite well.

Longevity 3/5 Reasonable. You may or may not keep coming back.

Pc to port 4/5 An achievement for the 16bit age. 

Overall C

SNES Doom is like Rocky in his 6^th movie. Dated but ambitious, it enters the bout with all the odds of age against it putting in everything it has to the fight. Inevitably it falls short against its younger competition but the audience cannot help but walkaway with a deep sense of adulation and respect for it.

Fighting Fantasy: The Citadel of Chaos - review (not yet Android)

Fighting Fantasy: The Citadel of Chaos - review (not yet Android)

It seems the further we go into the future the more the past strikes me as an interesting place to belong. I don’t know why, but it seems many feel the same way with the rush for “the classics” such as Metal Slug to be released on mobile and Atari recently releasing their vaults online. Gamers yearn more and more for a cultural wormhole. A quantum leap to those sweet ol’ time where things were much simpler. But of course they weren’t were they? 

Setting up a game of Advanced Dungeons and Dragons today or even conceiving how that insane man down the street had the patience to set up a Spectrum seem, well, insane. I think what keeps dragging us backwards into the history of gaming - short of a cultural regression or the longing for the comfort of the bosom - is that games were far more challenging back then. Robert Heinlein knew best when he wrote "values are created through suffering". On that note, I decided to track down a few adventure gamebooks of yesteryear and was pleased to discover Tinman games had already been in the habit of adapting many of my favourite torture devices for Android. 

Today, I'm going to look at a game Tinman have yet to adapt, The Citadel of Chaos, which desperately needs a re-release. Join me as I head back to '83, or at the very least a bookshelf, to review the original in its heinously bad front cover glory.

 What the hell is that thing? 

hmmmm, it resembles a cross between a bear and a leopard. 

A bearpard?

No...

Bizarrly, the creature in the foreground, the one that resembles a prop from some 1950's Sci Fi movie, isn't even in the game. Various shapes in the distance march two by two from an evil Disney tower and, well, all that orange fives the feel of wanton abandonment as if the colourist simply gave up and went home early. It's a mess Jackson Polock would be proud of. All this and, yet, I love this cover. It captures the pulpy style of many 70s horror novels, such as Chamber of Horrors, where garish colours and dramatic close-ups all took a similar approach. Nostalgia or madness? Perhaps both.

Cover aside, the story was the real draw. The first in the Fighting Fantasy series to be exclusively written by Steve Jackson (who eventually would go on to co-develop Lionhead studios), The Citadel of Chaos places you in the role of a wizard apprentice tasked with the mission of assassinating a war monger and demi sorcerer named Balthus Dire. His death will mean preventing a war against your homeland. This war theme lends the game a sense of urgency lacking in the first book. Here there are real consequences of your failure which will contribute to the replay value even with the challenges presented.

Citadel was also one of the first gamebooks to have a system for utilising spellcraft. Players could select from a myriad of spells including E.S.P., Creature Copy, Fools’ Gold and Illusion. The book was also the first of the series that could be described as extremely challenging. Where Firetop Mountain was a battle game relying on dice rolls and skill (minus that extremely cruel maze part), surviving this book meant relying on your accuracy navigating its chambers, with the right equipment whilst making confident judgements with each creature encountered therein. 

  

The creatures within the citadel are a very colourful collection of sadists, psychopaths and savages. Many of them are selected from mythology while others still more interesting were designed by the author himself such as the Wheelies, Gaks and the dreaded Ganjees. knowing their niches and weaknesses are of crucial importance as wrong moves will invariably lead to a nasty end.

Bastards

  

Nasty indeed as the book will punish you for forgetting your spell rules or failing to plan ahead. An example might be using magic, this then backfiring on you and, naturally, resulting in your immediate death. On a replay run, it took a half dozen attempts to finish and crafting a map of the entire citadel was almost fundamentally necessary in order to reach a successful ending.

The difficutly of this book is what makes it enduring. I remember lending a friend Talisman of Death over a decade ago and being given it back completed the next day with s look of marginal disappointment. Simplicity is death to an adventure gamebooks endurance. The Citadel of Chaos builds upon the weak areas of the first book in the series (such as the combat rounds) whilst avoiding the complex puzzle traps later books in the series would fall into. Instead, the main challenge comes in the form of accurate judgment of possessions, knowledge of environemtn and reliance on spells to defeat many of the tougher encounters and quickly gain access to the Sorcerer’s tower for a penultimate battle. 

This truly is a good, fun challange for those who enjoy RPGs and fantasy literature. One that is both vivid in character and its tension, it badly deserves an Android release. Here's hoping that Tinman one day give it that push. Until then, dust off the weird front cover and have another shot at the black tower, you owe it to yourself.