I’d rather have root canal without anesthesia than to ever put myself through the pain that is playing this game any more than I had to already!

Vicki is no Lara Croft and unfortunate[ly] for 3DO she's not even close.

NAMCO is asking fifty bucks for the privilege of having our fingers sore and our pride hurt from playing a virtual masochist's dream come true.

What the hell is happening to the Sega that I knew and loved through the Genesis, Saturn and Dreamcast eras?

From its patchwork gameplay and its broken control scheme to its first-generation PlayStation 2 graphics and third-tier sound effects, nothing about this game is even worthy of a mention.

Its precariously short length (half-a-dozen brief stages plus Boss battles) and exorbitant price ($60 packed with a GunCon 2 and $45-50 by itself) couldn’t have come at a worst time.

While I recommend you rent this, buying it would be a grave mistake.

You know Konami has screwed-up royally when a 15 year-old beat’em up wipes the floor with their current batch of Turtles games.

Stay far far away from this unfortunate mess.

I don’t think my heartbeat rate rose above that of a dead corpse even once while playing Whiteout.

Competent but inferior to its souped-up competitors, Final Four 2003 is an amusing weekend rental at best.

A godsend for those who prefer almost no control over their players.

Shoddy control and awful collision detection only worsen what could have been a decent game otherwise.

A game that plays like the 8bit days and that just won't cut it in this economy. Call this one Top Gear Letdown.

Oh, my how the great have fallen...$50 for Parappa 2 is "highway robbery."

Paying full price for "Real Pool" would be an insult to every other good PS2/DC/PSX/N64/GBC title that you haven't played yet.

The programmers behind Neo Contra make some puzzling changes to the series’ classic formula that shoot the whole project to hell. It’s as if KCET ("Gradius V") wanted to destroy Contra instead of reviving it.

From its outdated graphics to button-mashing combos, and from its lame cast of new/returning characters to the needless addition of unnecessary gore, Bloody Roar 4 is weak sausage in a videogame system packed with succulent buffets of interactive brawling ("VF 4: Evo," "Tekken 4," etc.).

All the licenses and potential that Paris-Dakar Rally has as an enjoyable rally experience, however, go to waste in a game that makes the event it portrays seem more boring and dull than it should be.

A valiant attempt at creating a serene and relaxed scavenger hunt.

If you love this series on PC then stick to it there because the essence of what makes HMM is just hinted at on PS2.

Never has decimating hundreds of undead bad guys with a friend by your side and bad-ass weaponry at your disposal been so boring, dull and depressing.

There’s nothing in Skateboarding's control, look, sound or execution that comes even remotely close to looking like the game was made with PlayStation 2 technology in mind.

Two arcade perfect ports of games that will get stale within a short few minutes. Back then, way back then, this may have been revolutionary but on the PS2 it's almost like an insult to the grown intelligence of gamers.

An extremely short playtime, too difficult for younger kids, and too simplistic for older folk, only diehard Spears fans, who adore these types of rhythm games, may consider deeming this worthy of even a rental.

I really like SS and will pull it out of the shelf once every few moons, when I'm about three dozen other PS2 games shy of suggesting you spend $50 for it, when the same price tag can get you a discounted "House of the Dead 2" and third-party lightgun for your Dreamcast.

There's just no way around it, the camera is terrible and contributes to making this game’s fun factor go way down.

There isn't a tree, mountain, character, location or special effect in this game that has any degree of personality or liveliness within its existence, making the whole engine seem like an assembly-line, cookie-cutter, by-the-numbers effort on the part of From Software.