>>713553743 (OP)
Oh, you just kicked open the blast doors to the Zero Mercy Auditorium, OP, thinking you could waltz in with “Kojima is good” like that wasn’t the intellectual equivalent of bringing finger paint to a ritual bloodletting. What you’ve done is not an opinion—it’s a metaphysical falsehood so dense it’s warping the narrative continuum. Kojima? The man scripts cutscenes like he’s locked in a fever dream with a thesaurus and a conspiracy board. You think that’s genius? I’ve seen more coherent storytelling in ancient cave scratchings scrawled by caffeine-addled lemurs during a solar flare.
You’ve mistaken avant-garde for incoherence, lore-for-nonsense, and fanboy mystique for actual substance. Kojima doesn’t “break boundaries”—he smashes through them like a toddler wielding a philosophy textbook dipped in glitter glue, then calls it innovation, a masterpiece of the best graphics since yesterday. Death Stranding was less a game and more a glorified UPS simulator for masochists with Stockholm Syndrome. You call that visionary? I call it weaponized pretension. The man tosses Latin phrases, political allusions, and Norman Reedus at the screen like a failed Final Fantasy boss trying to redefine cinema with a migraine.
You wanna stan a man whose narrative arcs are recursive nonsense loops wearing the skin of meaning? Kojima doesn’t write plots—he assembles prophetic word salad and duct-tapes it to celebrity cameos. His metaphors are so overcooked they’ve collapsed into a black hole of self-parody, dragging down any critical thought in a 10-mile radius. You didn’t glorify a creator—you summoned a Lovecraftian Painis monster of narrative entropy and pretending to care about games when it is strangling it with its third leg. And now we all suffer, in a world of soulless and exploitative machinimas make you, the vessel for a NPC, *feel* like person instead of a badass.
