https://youtu.be/F5JxVBnyyjk

Superseded by the remakes the core writing and comedy still holds up far better than the original technology does.

Oh Sam and Max, what chaos you weave,
In a story so wild, you wouldn’t believe.
A caper begins with a canine enraged,
For Max’s poor brain has been disengaged!

Sam, the gumshoe, now burning with fire,
Ramps up his grit to a noir-inspired wire.
Interrogations? Oh yes, with force and with style,
As suspects sweat bullets and lie all the while.

But who took the brain, and for what foul deed?
A sinister plot starts taking the lead.
Psychic toys, an ancient scheme,
And villains that haunt this nightmarish dream.

From city streets to Egyptian allure,
The settings shift, both grim and obscure.
Each scene a tableau of humor and dread,
With Max—well, what’s left of him—steering ahead.

The puzzles are twisted, a mental delight,
Logic and lunacy locked in a fight.
Need a solution? Think without tact,
Throw out convention; embrace the abstract.

The humour, of course, is sharp as a tack,
With puns and gags that just won’t hold back.
Yet moments of heart sneak in through the fray,
As Sam fights to save Max, come what may.

And that ending! Oh, what a reveal,
A twist so surreal it’s hard to conceal.
A journey of madness, of brains and of soul,
Where laughter and thrills are the ultimate goal.

So here’s to this chapter, chaotic and grand,
A testament to this detective band.
“They Stole Max’s Brain!”—a title profound,
For a game where absurdity always abounds.