What is there to say about Helleborine... What isn't there to say? Could words, in their limited, imprecise manner clarify the depth of human emotion that this visual novel contains?
I acknowledge my incredible bestie bias, but I don't care, there's SO much to say and I shan't be held back by convention of humility.
I've commented and complimented Tabbie before on it's sublime ability to write, but manages with such an incisive purpose to draw out the sensation of having a panic attack in me so effortlessly. The horror, dawning realisation, and exquisite pain that Tabbie's writing can elicit is impossible to find anywhere else. With ease, the pacing of the story transitions between states of such gentle, heart-fluttering sentimentality, only to harpoon you with heart wrenching line after line.
It's only been recently that I've become familiar with Porksbun as an artist, and as a first impression? I am entirely enamoured!! I'm always anxious and a little embarrassed to comment on art. I'd put it somewhere around "I have the taste, but not the vocabulary to express why I like this." Forgoing fumbling foolishly for some kind of faux-intellectual statement, I think it suffices to say that the visual language, the decisions made, the intentionality, and the vibe were all delicious.
gragrgharghrhgrg i need to chew on hellen like im doing tug of war with damp rag grhagrhgharhhahrgAHRGAHGRHAGHRHGRAHGHRGHHGHHH...
yay! well done! i love this!!! perfect fun for the whole family



