Gord opens with a disclaimer that it “explores mature scenarios and themes”, including among its list of triggering material “sacrifice” and “child sacrifice”. What it means by this is it lets you witness Mortal Kombat fatalities being performed on children. When I first brought a shuddering waif to kneel before one of the various “horrors” that rule Gord’s forests, I expected some artful cutaway when came to the big moment.
Nope! Instead, Mr Blobby’s evil cousin wrapped its tentacles around the screaming urchin,. Not that I want to rag on these tasteless scenes too much, because without them I’d have little of note to write about.
