The guy who made an adventure game trilogy about not-Cthulhu drops his tired shtick to give sloppy blowjobs to a game that also pays homage to the deep ones. Ho-hum.

I can throw chairs around like a removal man who's completely stopped giving a shit.

If adventure games were a medical condition the first symptom would be amnesia and the second would be kleptomania.

Funny 'cause it's true!

"And one should always support the independents, until they start making money: the soulless sellout fucks!"