Reinstalling Horizon Forbidden West was a mistake. Suddenly several hours have passed by and, depending on your perspective, I have done nothing – if you measure your productivity or enjoyment by vertical progression, that is. No, nothing was 'ticked off' a list, but I did soar across the sea to the ruins of San Francisco on a Sunwing, hunt down a Slitherfang, and was content to simply exist, explore, and rediscover the Forbidden West's stunning vistas.
I can't get enough of games that fuel the insatiable beast of curiosity living rent free in my mind – even if that means accidentally staying up until three o'clock in the morning (I'm looking at you, Baldur's Gate 3). While I do enjoy an Uncharted-esque cinematic sense of adventure, crafted like a thrilling theme park experience with fast-paced action and jaw dropping set pieces – I often crave more. I want to get lost in a world with depth that bestows a level of autonomy as you uncover its secrets – allowing you to form the meat around the narrative backbone and letting you loose in the environment.
