Frank's thing is that everything's a bit off and nobody seems to care. You're this dude in a city where walking up to a woman and clicking on her until her top disappears is treated like asking for the time. The whole art style is these big, bouncy shapes that feel like a cartoon from a parallel universe where anatomy class was just drawing circles. And the fourth game, it just throws you into a street with a talking fish or something and expects you to roll with it. I spent fifteen minutes in a nightclub just clicking on a dancer's chest to make it grow. That's the mechanic. It grows. Then it stops. Why did I keep doing it?

The sound design is basically someone's phone going off in the next room. There's a weird stock music loop in the casino area that will burrow into your skull. But the jank is the point, right? It's like those old Flash sites where you'd just poke around until something lewd happened. One minute you're helping a mermaid who's somehow beached herself in a fountain, next you're in a pirate ship where the captain's dialogue is just "Yarr harr" and her tits are out. The transitions make zero sense. You click a door and suddenly it's a different game. There's a section with a ghost in a bathtub and I still don't know what the quest was.

The whole thing feels like finding a weird magazine in a ditch. It's sticky, the pages are stuck together, but you can't look away. The humor is that specific brand of European nonsense where a chicken might just be a sex object and nobody explains the chicken. The big boobs tag is an understatement. It's more of a gravitational event. Every female character is built like she's trying to float away and the only anchor is her spine. The city exploration is just clicking arrows until you find a new static screen with a new pair of tits to poke at. Don't go in looking for plot. There is none. Or maybe there is and I missed it because I was too busy figuring out how to make the alien woman's antennae wiggle. The game knows it's stupid and it's proud of it, and honestly, I respect the lack of pretense. The casino has a slot machine that just shows boobs. That's it. That's the game. Why am I still playing it?