Amnesia: A Machine for Pigs Review | Splitkick

Splitkick: Drawn ever deeper into the steaming, clanking machines of Mandus’s factory, gorged on unimaginable horrors, accompanied by a sweeping operatic score, it’s hard to miss you’re being fed and bled and dragged to slaughter. For fans of the genre, it doesn’t get better than this. A Machine for Pigs wriggles under your skin and into your head like few modern games have managed, and the result is one of the most expertly crafted experiences available. Even now I feel the rope pulling me back to the pigline, beckoning me to play through again to better understand the slightest detail I may have missed.