I don’t approve of this phrase, but I’m going to say it anyway: Mario + Rabbids Sparks of Hope is lovely. There, I’ve said it. Feels a bit dirty to describe the game, any game, in such simple terms, but it’s what spins around in my head when I try to sum it up. I’d draw the line at calling it nice, but, thinking about it a bit, it is rather nice, actually. It’s lovely and nice. It’s the kind of game you’d be happy to show your grandma but then smirk when Peach blasts away a foe with a shotgun and granny asks if that bear-like thing is okay. It’s not okay, granny. After Peach unloaded, Rabbid Luigi came along and unleashed a trio of toxic shock waves. Maybe I’ve got the game all wrong.
