I’m playing ICO in HD. It was already the most beautiful and satisfying game of all time, maybe, and now they’ve remastered it for the PS3. Going back to the castle feels like coming home. Its oily, smoky, capering monsters look more wonderful than ever. Their eyes flash blue as they frolic in the courtyards and the more finely enhanced they are, the more they seem as fluid but substantial as the shapes you see inside your eyelids when you’ve been looking into the light too long. But what do they get up to when they’re not on screen?
WHAT DO THEY EAT We don’t know much about the monsters. We do know that their main aim is to drag Yorda into one of those inky Acme-style portals they ooze out of. So we have to assume they love a traditional Prinsesstårta. Sponge layers and cream covered in green marzipan! It tastes like a princess! OK I’ve eaten the cake but I haven’t eaten a princess. I’ve only got my own assumptions to go on. (The cake was good.)
HOW DO THEY SOCIALISE Of all the monsters I’ve written about on this blog, these are some of the most playful. I love they way they scamper about after Yorda, and their natural friskiness leads me to imagine they like nothing more than an innocent game of Kiss Chase (OK, Kiss Chase that leads to the KIDNAP and ABSORPTION of your soulmate and ENSUING HEARTBREAK, but whatevs).
WHAT DO THEY DRINK Castrol GTX.
WHAT DO THEY WATCH ON TELLY The monsters enjoy Grand Designs, Fort Boyard and Take Me Out.
WHAT DO THEY DO FOR FUN It may be sacrilege, and of course you never see it in the game, but I like to think they creep out when Ico and Yorda have moved on to the next area, in order to sprawl on one of those Sofas Of Reasonable Comfort that you use as save points. Although the comfort level of a wrought iron sofa remains to be proved.
HOW DO THEY REPRODUCE I’ve spent a lot of time watching these monsters (OK, beating them with sticks). It’s hard to say which are my favourites. I like the spidery ones, I like the way one of them tries to pretend-vanish into walls like a retreating stain. But I think my favourite is Turkey Lurkey with his grabby wings. And if ‘grabby wings’ doesn’t fire your own sexual imagination then I can’t help you.