Many puzzles hinge on extremely subtle visual cues and a healthy dose of suspect logic. However, outside of their compelling presentation, solutions are generally simplistic or worse, convoluted. I only got stuck once, and even then, I managed to power through with a little extra experimentation. To be clear, the puzzles are, for the most part, fine. But with no clear purpose pulling you along, this sense of wonder and discovery wanes as the hours pass and the larger puzzles chip away at your patience. And on occasion, these smaller side "puzzles" produce memorable moments of unexpected beauty: you can assemble a choir of singing termites, make a field mouse dance, or simply pick flowers. Each level is littered with interactive objects that in no way contribute to your overall progression they exist simply to reward curious players. For the most part, you're simply left to toy with your surroundings until you advance towards some unknown conclusion.Īt times, this process can be a joy in spite or even because of the lack of instruction. At least, not until you've almost finished the game. You can glance through a picture book in your character's home that hints at the adventure ahead, but the game never establishes a clear motive, mission, or goal for your journey. This sense of occupying some kind of dark fable helped propel me through the experience in the absence of a strong narrative. As I traveled the galaxy in my makeshift spaceship, I encountered bearded tree people, massive musical beatles, inexplicable machinery, and innumerable other peculiar wonders that made me feel as though I was exploring a children's fairytale that's slightly more unsettling than you'd expect for something so innocent. The brilliant greens of your home planet, for example, contrast sharply with the star-spangled darkness above, creating a serene yet slightly eerie feel that persists through the entire experience. This atmosphere is further reinforced by the stunning and truly distinct art style, which uses an uncanny mix of photorealistic textures and totally fantastic elements. The strange and majestic views of Samorost 3. The soundtrack employs a huge variety of unusual instruments, which cultivates an atmosphere that is at once alien and inviting. It's a clever and evocative approach, one bolstered by the consistent excellence of the music itself. The soundtrack swells as you progress through areas puzzle solutions often rely on particular melodies and characters throughout the game dance and sing both in reaction to your presence and simply of their own accord. Your mysterious musical sky horn not only serves as the only persistent puzzle-solving mechanic, it also taps into one the game's defining aspects: characters speak only in gibberish and the game contains no text whatsoever-instead, the true language of Samorost 3 is music. Doing so generally coaxes out crudely animated spirits, who wordlessly relay puzzle hints or light exposition that relates to your immediate surroundings. When the game opens, a mysterious musical instrument falls from the sky, and your inquisitive character quickly discovers he can use it to listen to and play back the melodies hiding inside various specifically marked objects throughout the world. Your character-a nameless, childlike figure in a hooded white onesie-lives on a lush green island that somehow hangs effortlessly in space. Samorost 3's setting is immediately entrancing, in part because the game explains so little about its unusual world. When you finish a puzzle, your character does a little dance. Still, in the tug-of-war between the two, the triumphs of the presentation ultimately eclipse the shortcomings of the puzzles. Relative to the inventiveness of the world and immersiveness of the music, the gameplay is surprisingly routine. Its enchanting visual aesthetic and captivating sound design imbue the game with otherworldly charm, yet its dated, underwhelming puzzles detract from the surreal beauty of the experience with moments of frustration and confusion. This, unfortunately, hints at the disappointing duality underlying Samorost 3. It wasn't until I progressed further into the level, discovered a giant pumpkin-loving anteater, and backtracked to the previous area that I was able to actually pick up the pumpkin. At the time, I could click on the pumpkin and watch it shake in reaction to my inputs, but I couldn't actually add it to my inventory. That's just how point-and-click adventure games work. I had to solve a puzzle to do it, so I knew I would eventually need the pumpkin for.something.
Towards the end of Samorost 3, I grew a pumpkin.
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