You play as a magical fox in Spirit of the North 2, wandering through a beautifully barren Nordic fantasy world with your spiritual crow-friend in tow. If that sentence stirred deep emotions in you, congratulations – you’re the target audience.
Gaming Heaven
Let’s get this out of the way: the game is stunning. The landscapes really are breath-taking – assuming you’re not too breathless from all the backtracking. From misty ruins to sunlit mountaintops, it’s like playing a meditation app with slightly more fur. The soundtrack? Gorgeous. The fox’s footstep sound design? Impeccably crunchy. The dynamic weather system? Amazeballs.
Gaming Hell
Now for the fun part. The platforming is, frankly, appaling. The fox moves with the grace of a damp sock, making simple jumps an act of faith rather than skill. This might be an artistic choice to simulate realistic fox movement, or it might just be broken. Who can say?
The narrative is told entirely without dialogue, which is beautiful—unless you like knowing what’s going on. It leans hard into “emotional mystery” but often veers into “confused fox simulator.”
And while the open world looks grand, large stretches are so empty that you’ll start to doubt your own existence.
Final Judgement
Gorgeous, moody, and full of charm, but ultimately a game that’s better to look at than to play. A poetic masterpiece, provided your idea of poetry is aimless wandering and emotional instability.
