I fell in love with my job as a photographer of this beautifully bleak environment. But the beauty of FF2 is that there's still plenty there without the scare. Some ghosts are armed, but many simply use some sort of vague, inappropriate touching to whittle away my easily replenished stamina.
Sparse apparitions lingering in the halls and appearing from thin air startle successfully, but the feeling of impending danger I'd get with a Resident Evil or Silent Hill just isn't there. The chicken-hearted really need not apply to FatalFrame 2.įor a sequel to a game that was hyped as one of the scariest around, FF2 strikes me as something of a spookiness letdown. In order to cause a spirit the most damage, you should wait to snap the shutter until just before the ghoulie grabs you, but such grace under pressure requires steely nerves. When you finally come face to face with things that shouldn't be-like the specter of a kimono-clad, broken-necked woman who stares at you with blank eyes while making a pained backward crawl across the floor-you’ll have to overcome the shock and focus squarely on the apparition. You’ll strain to hear your sister’s footsteps though the creaking of floorboards-if they’re even hers.
Grainy black-and-white flashbacks of another pair of twins periodically flash across the screen, somehow more disturbing in their implied violence and lack of clarity. For instance, your older sister follows you with a slight but disconcerting limp into obscuring darkness. By entertain, he must mean “overwhelm with a sense of dread,” because you’re routinely assaulted by a bevy of disturbing sights and sounds in Fatal Frame 2. “The most important point of this game is how to entertain a player until the very moment when a spirit or ghost appears in front of him.” says Producer Keisuke Kikuchi.
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