Jurassic Park.
It's got dinosaurs. It's got jungles. It's got Alan. It's got Dodgson; we've got Dodgson here.
The Story So Far....
Jurassic Park for SNES dares to go where no game has gone before. With stunning graphics, you play as Alan Grant, a marine biologist on the hunt for T-Rex eggs.
Along the way, some raptors decide to invade the peaceful land of the Smurfs (codenamed the Visitor Centre) and you find yourself placed in an edge-of-your seat thriller horror game with an amazing 8-directional overworld movement system.
You start off with nothing but a zap gun thing, and within 10 seconds you've got a cannon that shoots three; not one, but three metal balls at dinosaurs, making them explode into a hellish ball of flames on impact. Later on in the game you'll learn the metal balls are the best thing at your disposal, along with the yellow super missile things, so you'll start stockpiling those fellas and just walking out of any room that has a tranquilizer power up in it. You wanna smoke these pissers, not put them sleep.
When Aldo finally makes his way through some laggy first person adventure in some big blue house (I'm guessing it's Papa Smurf's clubhouse), you turn on the generator and your adventure kicks it up a notch. Suddenly you've got Malcom (the guy with the brains) on your ass about the eggs. "Get the eggs, Grant, the raptors will destroy the world, I'm a whiney ass mathematician and chaos will ruin the worl-" SHUT IT MATHY.
But you listen to what this guy has to say and pick up the bird eggs as you go.
Suddenly you've got Dennis in your ear. "Raptors won't attack you Grant, go touch the raptors, nyeheheheheh". So what do you do? Don't listen to him, Dennis is an idiot. Then Dennis will come back and say you're an idiot and you'll be like "Says the guy who dies at the end of the film in a bright yellow raincoat".
But you touch the raptor anyway because that fat-ass told you to and you figured you'd give him the benefit of the doubt. And when you do.
Son of ah bitch.
By this time, our protagonist Allen has made it into Smurf World (Visitor Centre, remember) and seriously shitted the place up. He's eating chicken off the floor, it's that bad. Life goes on, raptors are royally screwed up the rear and before you know it you're in the jungle again cleaning up everyone's mistakes. Your hot girlfriend warns you of some dinosaurs who give serious head.
And it's serious, they shove their head into your butt at 50 million miles per hour or some freaky stuff. Shoot them in the head with your balls before they get you and you'll be fine though.
After an uneventful encounter with a triceratops (the one with the wings) and that really big one with the teeth (T-Rexasaurus) you figure out those raptors have dug a tunnel to get into Smurf Land. Clever little shits, am I right?
So what do ya do? Blow their goddamn nest up. You waltz in, and 1 hour later (after circumnavigating some awful laggy first person maze without a map) set down the bomb, waltz out and baddaboom, they're dead. You run for the helicopter pad and "WAHH THE EGGS, GRANT. YOU GATTTA GET THE EGGS".
What an ass.
To please your mathematician home boy, you pick up those eggs faster than a hyper active kid on an Easter egg hunt, get back to that helicopter pad and get the hell out of it.
The controls.
The controls are good, you move with the arrows and press random buttons to do stuff.
The official music score
Music's nice. Sounds like something on the SNES though, could be improved.
Final thoughts..
I think more dinosaurs in this game would have really helped it out.
Seriously though, what a great game.
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