ICO
there's much to love in the lack of intrusion, the shared satellite camera that often feels a little too close or a little too distant, and its clumsy affections. holding hands, calling someone's name, and gently navigating in tandem aren't the height of mechanical showmanship, and they shouldn't be. I wouldn't change a thing about yorda's absent minded wandering, the childlike swordplay, or its shy tactility. it's all beautiful. it's all lovely. by using simple gestural language and an intimate, interpretive mode of storytelling it conjures an entryway into something deeply personal, like a great towering dream