

While things have reminded me of it ever since, I never thought it’d manage to crawl its way to modernity.Īnd the fact that it did is nothing short of remarkable. Ib was locked away in my adolescent subconscious of random media I’d consumed and forgot about, from the webcomic Todd Allison and the Petunia Violet to various artists and animators I used to watch on Vine.
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But even though it was personally strange for me to see, I couldn’t help but feel so wildly impressed to see it at all. It almost felt wrong to see it in this context, with an affected voiceover ruining the suspense and buildup of the narrative, and all the bright colors of Nintendo’s advertising making it seem like a more childish game than it is.
