As much as yours portly loves Halloween and horror movies, I’ve always been too easily spooked to hang with the real test of horror fandom:  survival horror video games.  They’re games I love to watch other people play, but I’m too chicken to dive deeply into them myself.  Not since the old Alone in the Dark games, which were scary even with (and, perhaps, because of) their blocky, polyhedral graphics, have I braved the hair-and-blood-pressure-raising of this fascinating genre (other than a bit of Alan Wake at my younger brother’s urging; a great game worth raising one’s hackles over).

So it is that I have—shamefully! disgracefully!—missed out on the exquisite Silent Hill franchise.  Fortunately, my braver brother-from-another-mother across the pond, good old Ponty, has delivered up the vicarious experience that yours portly craves—and fears.

One other note—this review is riddled with Amazon affiliate links.  If you make a purchase through any of these links, I receive a portion of the proceeds, at no additional cost to you.  I’m required by the Amazon apparatchiks to include that little disclaimer.

With that, here is Ponty’s review of the early 2000s classic Silent Hill 2:

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