When we first saw that the name of this game was Feel Ski, we immediately leapt to the conclusion that it was some sort of Russian emotion simulator where hopelessly bleak automatons of despair clash with fervently jovial Eleusinian sprites in a concrete bunker next to a doomsday device while the player sits with his hands resting in a neurotropic gel that conducts ripples of ecstasy and terror through his cerebral cortex. Boy were we disappointed to discover that Feel Ski is just a generic skiing game with a shitty repetetive soundtrack for Playstation Network. Memo to Sony: this is not the way to sell PS3s. You can have the Russian emotion simulator idea for free.
When we first saw that the name of this game was Feel Ski, we immediately leapt to the conclusion that it was some sort of Russian emotion simulator where hopelessly bleak automatons of despair clash with fervently jovial Eleusinian sprites in a concrete bunker next to a doomsday device while the player sits with his hands resting in a neurotropic gel that conducts ripples of ecstasy and terror through his cerebral cortex. Boy were we disappointed to discover that Feel Ski is just a generic skiing game with a shitty repetetive soundtrack for Playstation Network. Memo to Sony: this is not the way to sell PS3s. You can have the Russian emotion simulator idea for free.
