Narratives about family in America, whether they rise out of film or television or the speeches of politicians, tend to stress the notion that family comes first.
Waking up provided little comfort, though in the waking world, another fear drove me to withdraw deep into my own imagination, trying to escape from my unstable and often terrifying reality. It was a massive creature, its skin orange, buzzing, and crackling like electrified fire, its voice rumbling like the end of the world. When I was very young, I would sometimes lie awake in bed, afraid to fall asleep because of the monster that might be waiting for me in my dreams. It is a beautiful piece of art.PLEASE NOTE: This story contains major spoilers for Papo & Yo.
This is a game that simply must be played.
It was just like revisiting that moment again, but this time, I was able to let go more easily. Millage may vary for other people, but at least for me, I felt very moved. The ending of Papo and Yo was a metaphor for an actual moment in my life, and it was one of if not THE most, moving ending to a video game I have ever seen. But I took the harder route of not forgiving him and simply letting him go. I haven't seen him in years now, nor do I want to, but I just know, if I saw him again I could become friends again with him easily. I deposited everyone's stuff on the front porch and rang the doorbell and told his dad where he was and what he was doing. I let him get drunker and drunker, and when he was stumbling around and falling down, I got in my car, (which had his stuff and the stuff of the people who were with us.) and I left and drove to his parents house. In the moment when he broke into a liquor cabinet and began to get drunk, (while of course being underage.), I was afraid. It was alcohol specifically, that made me decide. This game dredged up memories of a time when I had to let go of a best friend of mine because of illegal drug use. This review contains spoilers, click expand to view.
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