#5 - 720

UPDATE: Trying to write these so-called reviews on my hedonistic weekends is close to impossible. I didn't do any this past weekend, thus you have three reviews in one day. Too much? I agree. Luckily, I was home sick today (for reals) and was able to accomplish this task, but I can't be sick every Monday and expect to stay gainfully employed. Hopefully, with my newly acquired netbook on its way, these reviews will be able to get done on the weekend with little to no fuss. Ya'll think I'm foolin' with these reviews?! I'm super cereal.
#5 - 720 Degrees



This is why people hate skateboarding, skateboarders, and all manner of 80's day-glo crap. This game might be one of the worst games I've ever played. Let me show you a one-minute video of 720's gameplay:

The guy who was playing that (or girl - equal opportunity here) was actually a Nintendo Power Championship player back in the day. Can you believe it? That's how unplayable this game is. The graphics are atrocious, the music is ridiculous, and the controls -  should you gather the cojones to actually play this game - are absurd. There are two buttons on the NES and neither of them work in 720. Want to jump and actually land? The game sure doesn't think so. Want to do tricks? Well you might, but misshapen human beings, traffic, and random pools of water (where there is no escape) don't want you too. Want to play a game? So did I.
In theory, you can buy gear, work your way up to getting gold medals on the four tracks (Downhill, Slalom, Ramp, and Jump), and have a strong sense of accomplishment while doing so. In reality, you jump around, run into things, then killer bees hunt you down and, well... kill you. It's the 720 way of life: skate and die.

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