Simply reviewing the thing seemed like a practical joke. Fascinated by the glow of this hot burning failure, plenty of time was lost chuckling at its expense, as if it were directed by Ed Wood. But we didn’t pay for it. If Homie Rollerz were an entree, you’d spit it out, send it back, smack the cook and firebomb the entire damn restaurant.
Other reviewers have called Homie Rollerz “hard.” They’re wrong. It’s either: awful, unfinished, broken and completely unworthy of your time and attention. It just isn’t scientifically possible to love those racist little gumball figures enough to enjoy any part of this game.
Mar 11, 2008