![]() ![]() It would be a shame if someone were to yank the seat away just as he sat down, wouldn’t it? Then there’s the gardener tending his vegetable patch close to an idle sprinkler. Nosing your beak from the leaves of a nearby bush, you’ll notice how every now and again he’ll perch on a nearby stool to rest his legs. There’s the elderly man playing a game of darts in the pub garden. ![]() ![]() Never before, however, have I felt so appalled by my virtual acts as in Untitled Goose Game, which casts its player as a lone goose on a singular mission to victimise the residents of an English village via a thousand mundane, misery-making ways. We are used to playing as morally complex individuals in video games even the heroes typically leave a genocidal trail of dead behind them. Yet most of us have a memory, perhaps from childhood, probably involving a plastic bag of stale bread, when we were harangued by one of these quarrelsome birds who had seemingly woken up on the wrong side of the pond. The goose, a water bird with smooth white feathers, a long neck and compressed orange bill, is not an apex predator. ![]()
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