[Rewritten Title] PlayStation 5: Review of "Cat from Hell"

Alright, let’s dive into this. It’s about a cat game, right? And honestly, I thought it would be fun. Cats, chaos, Christmas tunes — what’s not to love? But, man, I was soooo wrong. This “Cat From Hell” thing? Full illusion. Big talk, little delivery.

So picture it: You’re some sneaky cat — yep, you — set to wreck Grandma’s house. Smash a vase, rip the curtains right before your afternoon snooze, and baseball that creepy heirloom kitty statue into next week. And the cheese on this chaos pizza? You get to do it all, and then some, like gobbling up fish straight from the tank. Sounds fun, right? But, spoiler alert, not really.

Okay, first up, Santa botched his delivery, dropping a troublemaking cat on Christmas night — besides the fact it’s just bizarre, it’s also setting the stage for you, the pro mischief-maker. Someone should’ve told Santa though, chaos isn’t always cute. Anyway, you’re now in a duel of destruction with this cat because, get this, the little faker blamed you for smashing a flower pot. Your mission? Get even. Cause mayhem, drop the blame hammer on him, and laugh as granny chucks him out. Just don’t get caught, ’cause when you do — game over, baby.

So it’s all smash, hide, sneak. Every broken whatnot triggers a jingle — and no, not the fun kind — the “Grandma’s coming, hide NOW” kind. Pretty much a potential comedy lineup, but meh, it trips over its paws immediately.

Here’s the kicker: the game’s more broken than some of those vases you’ve been smashing. Like, Grandma can’t navigate if her life depended on it — thanks to terrible pathfinding. See a chair? Guess you’re sticking around till she reboots or something. And let me tell ya, setting up tricks is like shooting in the dark. You think you’ve nailed it, and bam, nope — wrong blame target. Or none at all! Once, the other cat downright glitched into a couch, and suddenly he’s the guilty one ’cause he couldn’t run no more. Luck? Maybe, or just plain weird coding.

Visually? Oh boy. Think dated graphics and awkward, gummy-looking paws. Feels like a budget game your cousin swears by from way back. Grandma’s voice lines? Like she’s speaking through a tin can. Nothing memorable other than the soundtrack — which is, actually, a remix of course. Moving on.

Trophies? Forget a full set if you’re into that. Just a handful for being a saucy little troublemaker. And Sandbox Mode — wait, that’s just you, Grandma, and some empty space? Sounds more like post-apocalyptic cat world. Oh, and there’s a trophy guide… if you’re that curious.

But really, as I shuffled through this chaos that tried to masquarade as a game, realizing it’s barely holding together on a PS5, I’m thinking — geez, even for $4.99, it’s barely worth it. Seems more like a chore, if you ask me. Anyway, signing off before I lose any more brain cells on this. 🐱