Sony's debutante was coy about revealing its underside, but the company has since confirmed a headphone socket so you can opt for Bluetooth sound over standard headphones. Seemingly modelled on a stormtrooper's codpiece, the DualSense's buttons sport haptic feedback, jolting your pinkies into sensory stimulation while adaptive triggers emulate real-world tension and resistance.īuilt for the YouTuber age, the controller swaps out the PS4's Share button for one called Create, allowing content capture for live-streaming, while a built-in microphone means gamers can chat or narrate streams without a headset. Closer in design to the Xbox controller – a beloved workhorse for thumb warriors – it's a major step up from the DualShock series, bringing a suite of next-gen features to the table.
With an opposite approach to the Wii's reveal, where Nintendo showed the world their unassuming console and kept the controller a secret, the PS5 hardware remains under wraps while Sony trumpets its impressive joypad to the world.Īnd The DualSense is unlike anything that has gone before it. WHILE Microsoft has paraded the guts of its next-gen console to the press, Sony's keeping its cards closer to its chest – though while we still have no idea what the PS5 will actually look like, it's fair to say the recently revealed controller drops a few clues. Despite the modest resources, Funcom's cosmic horror looks fantastic, but that can't quite make amends for its glacial gameplay.
Shane explores its impressively rendered landscape all the while keeping his lungs serviced with rapidly dwindling air, and after an initial dose of lethargic space chores focusing on puzzle solving, the mundanity of Martian maintenance turns to horror, where eerie whispers and cryptic symbols give way to full-blown tentacle terror.ĭespite the telegraphed jump scares, Shane hobbles along as though stricken with the rheumatoids, his pace reflecting a slow trip of a game that often threatens to stall. Set aboard the Invictus research station on Mars, players fill the space boots of Shane Newehart who, stranded in a barren landscape and suffering from psychological isolation, begins investigating supernatural goings-on. LOVECRAFTIAN horror has often been the go-to for indie efforts and the latest lets us swap the loneliness and isolation of real life for that of Mars in a molasses-slow throwback to the golden age of cerebral 70s sci-fi.
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