A series of interactive poems made with an incredible level of personal vision.
The death of gameplay comes in so many different forms. The game tells you to win by exploring a level but there is no real win state in any conventional way. The game openly allows you to exit out of any of the interactive experiences, and in a handful it's the only correct option available, really putting a mirror up to the idea of what is interactivity and the forces which drive us towards them.
That isn't to say this has no gameplay, not at all the jumping and movement mechanics it brings is super fun and incredibly interesting with the way it's used and recontextualised though moving through the levels, but all throughout it poses the question of what is the end of gameplay, what is our final goal to achieve with it.
It's given me a lot to chew on, with my personal favourite poems being Snow, Romantic, and Machine Lover. I'm going to be thinking about and returning to this fascinating work of art time and time again.