Groundhog Day meets the Twilight Zone meets Groundhog Day meets the Twilight Zone.
If your mansion house needs haunting just call Rentaghost. Or Chris Capel, whatever.
Mankind reaches for the stars, but does it ascend to new heights or fall flat on its stupid face?
Trick or treat, smell my feet, give us a better battle system to eat.
Next gen Dark Souls? Or just a wonky test-tube clone?
Spoiler: The Evil Within is us!
Meet Charlemagne, the most influential Frank in history. With the possible exception of Sinatra and Zappa.
Not just a common noun in a superlative sandwich, it's like all the Supreme Rulers in one.
Veni, Vidi, QTE. I came, I saw, I button-mashed.
Continuation rather than innovation.
Knight in rusty armour.
A kingdom of isolation, and it looks like you're the Queen.
Third time's just as charming as the rest.
A gleeful homage to classic RPGs with all of the good and some of the bad.
Like an old, oak table. (One for the Blackadder fans there)
Captain's Log – Stardate 55134: Blasted several dozen helpless transport ships into slagged metal, then nicked all their stuff.
Master of mediocrity.
Monolith takes us to the other side of the Black Gate where the Uruk and Caragor roam.
Chris Capel is running, tripping, and stumbling through the Gauntlet.