

Thus, the last year has been a cycle of lows and highs that remains in constant flux, playing tricks on even the most stable of brains. A mere glimpse of her art would instantly put me at ease. She arrived as a reminder that a bond with another human has the power to be a source of constant comfort and calmness simply from the knowledge of her presence in the world. Then, in January I met someone whose introduction felt like a long-lost connection. Welcome to a game in which we battle only our own minds.Įarly in the pandemic I suffered a breakup with someone dear to me.

“Genesis Noir,” a playable metaphor, had been asking the same questions all along: How much of our history do we want to hold onto and how much do we long to change? Is it better to torch it all and embrace the joy that is the discomfort in the unfamiliar, as one scene had us do by setting aflame the lead character’s past?

At this defining scene in ‘Genesis Noir” I set the controller down and let the moment linger.
