Summing up Jazzpunk in a single coherent sentence might actually be impossible. It's a comedy adventure experienced in first-person, with elements of noir, cyberpunk, and Hanna-Barbera cartoons throughout. Wait, let me try again: it's a game about pigeon smuggling, mainframe hacking, pizza zombies, and communist cereal. Actually, it's more like… screw it, this is going nowhere. All you really need to know is that Jazzpunk is downright hilarious, and even though it's over much too soon, exploring its surreal, silly world is an absolute hoot--the kind of hoot you just won't get from most modern games.
You play as the intrepid (and mute) agent Polyblank, thrust into a 3D world of cartoony espionage where cryptic oddballs wait around every blocky corner. At its most basic, Jazzpunk is a first-person puzzler without any central gimmick; it's more concerned with making you laugh rather than stumping your problem-solving capacities. There's never any explicit danger, time limit, or possibility of death threatening your sense of discovery, so you're free to putz around as often and deliberately as you like.
Polyblank is given a few key objectives on each trippy, placebo-induced mission, leaving it up to you to figure out how to progress through levels like colorful cityscapes or tropical resorts. The visual style is a blend of Blade Runner, 1950s advertisements, and classic cartoons, but the general look is pretty minimal (as in, 99 percent of the characters you encounter don't have limbs). Still, the environments are pleasant to look at, which makes exploring their every nook and zany cranny that much more enjoyable. Plus, you'll rarely get stuck on a puzzle, thanks to clear-cut visual cues for how to progress on your ludicrously strange mission.
But the fun of Jazzpunk doesn't come from racing to your primary goal. Instead, each level is stuffed to the gills with odd contraptions and absurd skits, the majority of which will make you snort with laughter (or at the very least, grin in appreciation). Many of these jokes-in-waiting lie far off the beaten path, giving them a gleeful Easter Egg-like quality. It's as though every computer terminology pun or wacky visual gag is a knowing wink between you and the developers.