FMV games have gone through something of a redemption, haven't they? I remember back in The '90s, when "FMV" stood for "Fuzzy Mammaries and Violence", and the gameplay of FMV games chiefly involved clicking on the bloodstained tits to look at some different bloodstained tits. Also, the games either came on enough CD-ROMs to construct a functional soapbox derby racer, or the videos were so massively compressed, you'd have better luck masturbating to an image of a fully-dressed softcore porn actress holding up an embroidered picture of a fruit bowl.
But in more recent years FMV games, while still having file sizes that sit atop your solid-state drive like an overweight St. Bernard on an unprepared lap, have gained a certain amount of prestige, thanks to games like Her Story, and... Her St- oh I already mentioned that one. Umm... maybe I should have thought about this before I started talking.
But in more recent years FMV games, while still having file sizes that sit atop your solid-state drive like an overweight St. Bernard on an unprepared lap, have gained a certain amount of prestige, thanks to games like Her Story, and... Her St- oh I already mentioned that one. Umm... maybe I should have thought about this before I started talking.
