Splatterhouse desperately attempts to pander to a particular audience, and in that, it has slightly more success, at least visually. Later in the game, the platforming element is brought over into the third-person sections and fares just as badly, adding infuriating instant death moments to the rest of the game. Slamming a 2x4 into enemies works just fine, but the timing-based hazard puzzles are a chore with laggy analog stick response, and jumping feels like heaving a bag of rocks. The control problems also extend to Splatterhouse's side-scrolling moments.
Horrible framerate problems hurt controls that already felt a moment or two behind my inputs on the stick, and the camera exacerbates Splatterhouse's tendency to pull cheap hits while I was waiting for the game to catch up to me. And all of that is fine too, theoretically, until Splatterhouse hits you with a wildly inconsistent framerate that often hovers around the single digits, bad default camera angles and a recalcitrant player controlled camera. Hordes of small fodder enemies with slightly more powerful enemies in rooms that are locked until everyone is dead? CHECK. Upgraded attacks and better combos? Check. And it feels cutting edge compared to the game's mechanics, whose third-person brawling is lifted straight from the Character Action Game Handbook TM. While Splatterhouse rolls around in Lovecraftian themes that feel pretty tired in 2010, the slightly goofy sensibility takes the edge off of that somewhat. There's even the obligatory frontal nudity as Rick finds fragments of pictures from Jen's purse, some intimate in nature. From there it's a flashback to the gonzo horror sensibilities of the '80s VHS horror boom and movies like Return of the Living Dead, Night of the Demons, and Brain Dead – it's stupid and crass and it revels in it. An ancient mask offers Rick a deal: it'll help Rick save Jen if he puts on the mask and destroys West and his creations. Play The remake of an 80s arcade title (that went on to appear on most home consoles of the 8 and 16 bit era), Splatterhouse starts out more or less the same way the original did – protagonist Rick is lying in a pool of his own blood (and, on closer examination, intestines) as Dr.
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