Alright, let’s dive into the chaotic world of “Cat From Hell” or whatever it’s called. So, picture this: it’s Christmas, there’s chaos, and somehow, there’s a cat involved. Yep, a cat. Honestly, I expected this to be a fun, holiday kinda thing. Cats getting into everything, Christmas tunes, and all that jazz. But you know what? It’s like showing up to a party and realizing it’s actually a work meeting.
So here’s the deal — you’re some cat trying to trash grandma’s house. Sounds hilarious, right? Suppose you’re batting heirlooms and knocking over vases. Old-school cat shenanigans. But there’s this other cat. And, plot twist, you’re supposed to fool grandma into thinking it’s all the other cat’s fault. “Mission Impossible: Feline Edition.” Ever watched a cat try to squeeze into something tiny? It’s like that, but for your brain.
Oh, and look at this — there’s some image of a cat. (I’ll get into detail later. Or maybe not, who knows?) Anyway, so, right off the bat, things start on Christmas night. A mysterious cat drops in and, yada yada, you’re the troublemaker. So, the goal? Frame the new cat, get him booted. But beware, grandma’s watching like a hawk — or a confused pigeon trying to find breadcrumbs.
Here’s the kicker. The game’s supposed to be sneaky. You creep around, disrupt stuff, and then hide like your life depends on it. Grandma shows up, and you best not be there. Ring-a-ding, Christmas bells, who even made that choice? But alas, technical hiccups, or maybe full-blown avalanches, hit.
Ah, now about the visuals. Imagine something that looks like it could barely rub shoulders with an early PS2 game, and trust me, that’s no compliment. It kind of just, I dunno, exists? I’m almost convinced this wasn’t planned but somehow slipped through the cracks. Grammy gets stuck on furniture like she’s never seen a chair before.
And the other cat? One time, this furry fella got all cozy in a couch and, surprise, that was my accidental win. Grandma bought it — cue the facepalm. But seriously, was it fate or simply a master plan gone spectacularly wrong?
The avatar of chaos, aka “The Cat From Hell” (drumroll, please), with its clunky controls and field of view, totally threw me off my game. It’s almost amusing how this whole mess was supposed to be comedic. And speaking of humor, the audio’s nothing to write home about. It’s like expecting a symphony and getting beep-bop sounds.
Now, here’s the kicker. No Platinum trophy! If you’re a trophy hunter, just walk away. It’s like a parody of a game, with some trophies for breaking stuff and, you know, causing general pandemonium. There’s also a Sandbox Mode, which makes the rival cat disappear. Just you, grandma, and a house begging to be rearranged.
Uh, was I on a tangent there? Probably. Or not. Anyway, for $4.99, I’d have been happier buying catnip for my actual cat. Oh, and, uh, there’s a disclaimer or whatever. They sent the game over for this review, so here we are.
So, “Cat From Hell,” sadly, is more of a furball of frustration than the holiday jingle I hoped for. And that’s all she wrote, folks.