A succinct piece of cinematic art with the pretenses of being a video game that excels within its deliberate use of technical and visual limitations, both the hyper-limited palette and its clunky, obfuscated controls the intention and aesthetic it was designed from the foundations to convey.

It's an experience that demands you be subjected to very-specific tactile sensations in controlling, and barraged under beautiful pixel vistas, in a mode of flagellant and contemplative veneration for what video games used to be.

The result is neo-retroism so authentic to the gameplay and game*feel* you'd expect from software made nearly forty years ago, albeit streamlined into a form romanticized, that it makes you want to believe the myth of The Eternal Castle.