Do you yearn? Do you love? We have asked these questions for millennia, but more recently a series of point-and-click games designed by Silver Stitch have asked these and more. Now, the third game, Colour My Dreams, asks a deeper question: Of what do you dream?
Nominally a point-and-click adventure, Colour My Dreams and its predecessors, Colour My Heart and Colour My World, are more of a meditation. While the first two explored the human heart and the coldness of society, Colour My Dreams ventures into territory much more ambiguous: the depths of the human psyche. And what dark, confusing depths they are.
Navigation through the black and white world of Colour My Dreams is accomplished with the [WASD] keys and items are manipulated with the mouse. Simply click on any area that sparkles to perform tasks from adding color to the drab scene to moving bits of the scenery around. If you find it difficult to find sparkles in the stark atmosphere, the mouse pointer changes to a hand when it passes something that can be manipulated.
Analysis: With its stylish black and white art and haunting music by Coin, Colour My Heart continues to blur the line between play and experience, between game and art. Using a less linear structure than the first two games allows the player to wander back and forth through the stark, cold landscapes. Although there is a conclusion this is more (much more) about the journey.
A nice difference in this, the third game, is the change of the movement keys from the arrow keys to the WASD, which makes for much smoother gameplay and exploration. Although Colour My Heart and Colour My World were fun places to visit, there was still the difficulty of using the arrow keys with the left hand while manipulating the mouse with your right. But navigation concerns are a small thing compared to the overall picture painted by these wonderful... well, let's call them experiences, shall we? Short but profound experiences perfect for casual gameplay.
Warning: as with any trip through the human mind beware becoming lost in the endless and disheartening ambiguity of the subconscious. As anyone who has suffered the repeating spiral of deep depression can tell you, it is not a fun place to visit and is difficult to leave. But if you are willing to take that risk, then jump in and explore. Just remember:
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.