But this feels more poignant than that.
Its got best British indie horror film of the year written all over it.
It all feels so fresh, vital, and threatening.
It’s a shame, then, that the feeling doesn’t last.
Even as early as the first main area - an abandoned, rotting housing estate - exploration feels rote.
I immediately find a bottle of booze.
Ah, I think, I have a lighter in my inventory - I know where this is going.
Thats not a puzzle, its a series of puzzle-themed obligations.
The recommended difficulty also left me with something like 50 handgun bullets and several health items.
I moan - I must make clear - because I love so much of what Hollowbody is doing elsewhere.
The unfolding tale of why everything has gone to shit feels terrifyingly plausible.
