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  • GAME REVIEWS

    Sunday, July 19, 2009

    Hit the Ice

    ~ HIT THE ICE ~
    Taito / Williams
    HuCard
    1992

    My heavens, what a revolting piece of shit this game is.

    Before I delve into just what makes Hit so offensive, let me say that I like "wacky" sports games. No "true to the real life clipboard" Madden play is as enjoyable for me to execute as an impossible 100-yard heave in Tecmo Super Bowl. I can abide few boxing games but totally dig Mike Tyson's Punch-out! And I spent many a multi-player get-together swishing threes and performing insane slam dunks in NBA Jam for Genesis. In fact, had Hit the Ice been the hockey equivalent of Jam, or something even remotely close to that, I'd have probably penned a far more positive opening line for this review.

    But it didn't quite turn out that way. It is indeed a "no holds barred" game of hockey; but unfortunately, it has practically no personality and requires virtually no skill. A sports game chucking realism out the window is fine, but it had better be charismatic, and it had better not be a snoozer gameplay-wise. Hit the Ice is as uncharismatic as they come; it takes more than an octopus-on-ice to bring a smile to my face, especially when the hockey "action" is as simplistic and tedious as it is here (a lot of back-and-forth "checking" with occasional weak shot attempts). In fact, sad-sack TV Sports Hockey, with its earnest but failed attempts at realism, arguably has more personality than Hit the Ice, thanks to its gap-toothed announcer and nice-looking close-ups. Heck, I get more of a kick out of TVSH's goofy player "portraits" than I do out of Hit's caricatural cast.

    As if it isn't bad enough that Hit the Ice is a complete bore, it bears additional methods of repulsion in its disgustingly plain and ancient-looking visuals and laughable sound effects (which include lazy crowd whistling and annoying, all-too-frequent player "grunts").


    Sweet, three goals. That's a hat trick...


    ...and chicks love hat tricks.


    Booring. Remember when Blades of Steel let us play Gradius during intermissions? Those were the days.


    Ouch. This calls for some sort of retaliation. Perhaps fisticuffs are in order...


    You'd think a "wacky" hockey game would at least have fun fights, but no. TV Sports Hockey had better. So did Blades of Steel. Hell, so did NES Ice Hockey, with its dust-cloud brawls.


    Sometimes, the weakling who loses the punch-up will end up injured. How embarrassing.


    Uh oh. I have a feeling something really dumb is about to happen...


    ...Yep.


    At least the rewards are well worth enduring all the foolishness and boredom. Yeah.

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