Well I for one am glad to finally have the story told “straight”. To paraphrase Tolstoy, happy families are all the same, but unhappy families are all to a certain degree infused with a PINK hatred. I can attribute any sense of psychic balance I have left (dubious) to the extensive holdings of the Alba Heddi libraries, which contain some marvellous banned comics. And now back to monkeysleep!
Romonde’s SOUS-REALISM deserves a word. In particular, the long avian twitch list, which speaks to the heart of any incidentalist. This should be printed out in the freely provided “SHEM’S CRYPT” font and tacked over the windows in your home, such that you can easily misidentify any flutterings with ease. I can cite one of the finest lines of the poem this issue, “WHEN WILL THEY LEARN” as a byword for life.
As for the Pizzaaaaaarrgghhh! review, it tempted me to try this strange game that only seems to exist in the mind. I found the graft mechanic a little clunkier than specified in the review, but the Smellovision™ was spot on. I wish more reviews would CRUSH the page with a single exclamation and leave only a small bottom corner for divagations, marginalia, opinion. After all, SHOUTING is the primal thing.