Gwinett Bierce defines genius as knowing without having learned — drawing just conclusions from unknown premises — to discern the soul of things. On a slight contrary but ultimately the same premise, an individual such as George-Louis says genius is nothing but a great aptitude for patience. Fitting the basic idea of both these people is the work of art that is the Hannah Montana video game. The gameplay does not only display a more complex and in depth (albeit harder to grasp) system than known titles such as Guitar Hero or Rock Band, but also combines the raw melodic perfection of Hannah Montana – coming second to not even the revered Gershwin himself.
I will be honest and frank with you right now. During the first couple playthroughs of the game (by couple I mean 16 to 19) I was Hannah Montana. I shed tears with her, laughed with her, loved with her and played with her. When on stage ingame, reality meant nothing. I was no longer in my house playing a simple video game, I was on stage with Hannah Montana – as Hannah Montana. I will warn you from now – this game will require a skilled gamer, and if you cannot achieve atleast a 49 in MLG on Halo 3 then don’t even bother picking up this game. But with the complexities of the gameplay comes reward, and when you find yourself playing The Best of Both Worlds successfully – the crowd cheering and your own fist pumping, you will find that no other ecstasy exists in this frail realm we call earth.
The graphics are beautiful to say the least. If you would allow me to draw a comparison; the visuals are something like Uncharted 2, some FFXIII mixed in there and maybe some Killzone 2 and Heavy Rain. I was in an argument with a friend on whether these surpass the graphics of Crysis (he’s such a moron, right?).
If you have ever heard a Hannah Montana song, I think it would speak for itself on the sound for the game. The most melodic of the choirs pale in comparison to the sound of the game. I sent a clip of the music to Modus, and for the next hour or so I heard nothing but crying from him (tears of joy without a doubt).
When I submitted this to the review section of the website, oddly enough I got backhand slapped across the face and kneed in the stomach like 12 times simultaneously by our editor-in-chief. While on the ground gasping for breath, he spat a loggie on my review then on my face (totally unrelated to the nature of the review of course, it must have been my socks or something). So while this is on the editorial section of RoboAwesome, don’t let that stop you from buying Hannah Montana: The Movie: The Game: The Masterpiece.

















