Well rested is a level all too known for its overwhelming dominance on neodesign as a genre, it's the peak of a style deffie has been pioneering for years and it's shown through its sheer length, consistency and intricacy. You wouldnt really think of this level as bad, it's very elegantly designed and still feels like it does everything to set you in for a smooth ride, there's a reason it's considered to be an all time classic by many. Despite this, I cant like it as much as I wanted to, I find the conceptual framework behind its creation rather shallow and I would go as far as saying that this lack of flavour is directly responsible for its cookie cutter quality descendants. Being deffie's most polished designs by long magnitude, you'd expect the extra mile of effort to be essential to a deeper, unifying vision, but in this case only so much seems to be planned ahead. There is so much style and glamour put into the visuals and yet the vast variety of environments all feel barren, I'm constantly asking myself the question what life there is to find in this massive immersive setting and it never seems to lead to a satisfying conclusion. The one thing that does seem to flourish are the small details to represent the melody, it's done very delicately and is filled with ripe ideas, it's then unfortunate that the actual songwriting is seemingly left abandoned. There’s a very clear anger expressed towards defeatist ideologies, including antinatalism and certain types of nihilism, it’s a very strong political message that just isn’t seen back anywhere in the level’s self-absorbed expressions, which feels like an indolent decision to me. And this pattern just continues further on, it’s a 7 minute long level that comes off as dry and impersonal the more I revisit it. This only becomes a bigger upset once it’s constantly talked about as the pinnacle of our community’s creative environment, what might’ve been a breath of fresh air at first is now perpetuating an uninspired view of this game’s artistic merits. “Neodesign” in its entire premise might’ve been nothing more than a myth, a made up classification solely to make the unconventional slowly fit a certain standard again. And well rested, to this day, being the epitome of this annoying status quo
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sorry about this gang