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Chronicles of cyberpunk (PC) review

"The solution to every in-game problem is to run some ware"

Your enjoyment of Chronicles of Cyberpunk is going to be heavily reflective of your tolerance to weird shit. It’s a bizarre walking sim, made in a world that bleeds together low-poly 3D modelling and simple hand drawn animations that looks every bit as odd as it sounds. Set in the dystopian future you all expected the second you read the game’s title, your exploration of the world of tomorrow is… going to be a challenge to describe. You’re initially asked to power up your household drone, which is found in an enclosed charging station hidden at the head of your bedroom. Just go past the digital clock that displays the time as “SLEEP” and ignore the holographic camera that shows a scene for the streets below of some guy apathetically stomping on another guy. The drone isn’t particularly sci-fi; it’s more or less a refrigerator-sized block with awkward flappy panels on either side, with a busy face display of meaningless hand-drawn scrolling numbers. Power it up, and it’ll immediately laugh at you and make a break for freedom through your bedroom window. You’ll find it in the next room over, smug about pulling another classic drone practical joke.

Later, the drone will wake you in the middle of night because your oven is trying to eat it. Later still, you’ll find it in the shower where it lectures you on being a creepy pervert. Later even still, you return to your apartment to discover it has let a homeless woman in, who is sitting at your table, eating cake. She tells you not to worry about the complete stranger chilling in your front room, and how you should probably just go to bed. This obviously strikes you as sound advice; you promptly go to bed.

I could list uncanny drone interactions throughout, but there’s endless weirdness elsewhere. Just outside your apartment is a gang of flying kittens swarming around a robotic street cleaning machine that has declared itself an enemy of all things cat. When inside your apartment, you can tell it’s raining outside, but once you leave, you find the rain is artificial, emanating from several giant pipes seemingly welded to the sky. A corrupt patrolman demands someone’s spleen as a bribe. All the buildings have bright white nameplates above their doors, which is appreciated when you’re trying to find the diner or the casino. There’s also a pedestrian who owns a nameplate that just reads ‘Despair’. Your place of work does not display a company name. It just says ‘BOSS’.

Also, your boss’ name is literally Big Brother, which is a little on the nose. But it does give you a good idea on what direction Chronicles is going to go in, until it doesn’t. The last third of the game contains Chronicles’ roughest spots, including a cat and mouse chase around a confusing map where the location of the end goal is poorly explained, a trek through a winding staircase that presents little and takes forever, and the toothless attempt at implementing combat. But it also contains a ruthless and aggressive bait-and-switch tactic that cycles through all the cyberpunk archetypes with reckless abandon. It presents a rapid progression of shock twists that change the landscape of the game, then bombastically annuls them moments later with further shock twists that discredits the previous twist, or piles another layer atop a previous twist which you had recently discounted. It plays out like a self-aware M. Night Shyamalan parody script that you’ll either find a confusing lump of nonsense or an alluring cacophony of chaos. I did warn you that your enjoyment of Chronicles of Cyberpunk is going to be heavily reflective of your tolerance to weird shit.

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Staff review by Gary Hartley (November 21, 2021)

Gary Hartley arbitrarily arrives, leaves a review for a game no one has heard of, then retreats to his 17th century castle in rural England to feed whatever lives in the moat and complain about you.

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