Yes.. in YOUR faces...

That's right... I get Bomberman Blast before you, potentially, although I am not quite sure...

Still, I get to play it before you making me more beautiful and superior than you and more importantly, better at games.

So, what's this Bomberman about then? Well, let me tell you... unfortunatly I wans't presented with any story, or opening cinematic, vital for a modern video gaming experience, I was also dissapointed to note that the game runs in a measley four hundred and eighty peas... having lowered myself to this pathetic and inexcusable level I proceeded on, into the "game".

Unfortunately, again, the game failed to convey any plot, so I was confused as to my motivation, and I was getting more and more irked by the hitherto, seemingly and most importantly subsequently outrageous lack of artistic merit, my eyes were begat with swathes and swathes of... red? bloo? and something called pink? http://simple.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pink

Bomberman Blast also appears to lack the fundamental gameplay assets one would consider considerate for a consumate cartographer of the controller to convey a complex cipher of the computer world... Indeed sir, the game only useth the one button and the directional control pad.

Without analog(ue) control, missing those minimum of 256 levels of accuracy makes me feel alone and frightened in a binary blizzard. Get this, it doesn't even seem to employ physics, the explosions are entirely unrealistic, and I'm not sure where about their "person" the so called bombs are kept... they are so unrealistically out of scale the whole experience falls apart.

I am at a loss to describe the lunacy of this entire venture... with no tutorial, cinematics, physics model of any note it is difficult to recommend this game to anyone who likes themself or the world around them... the only meretricious magnificence can be made mention of is the fact they've somehow accidentally implemented an online mode.

I give this "game" 739 squirrels and a pestilent pinch.