I'm choosing to believe that this is an act of penance on the developers' part after Drawn to Life they wanted to prove they're not above drawing stuff themselves, so they drew every single object on Earth. The stars are variously stuck up trees, frozen in ice, and misfiled by poorly trained temporary office workers, so you must recover them by writing down the name of what you require to do so, whereupon it will materialize. Scribblenauts, meanwhile, is a rather spartan puzzler in which you help a guy in a stupid hat acquire stars, for as a great t-shirt once said, "It is always stars." Scribblenauts comes to us from 5th Cell Media, a bunch of work-shy cheaters whose most notable previous title is Drawn to Life, a game so unfinished that the player had to do half the art design themselves. Scribblenauts is a game for the DS that shows us exactly how boring omnipotence can get. If I could just wave my hands and conjure not just a grilled cheese sandwich but two grilled cheese sandwiches being worn as a bra by a swimsuit model constructed from grilled cheese sandwiches, it would take all satisfaction out of life. But sometimes I get an urge for a grilled cheese sandwich, and after going through the trouble of digging the Breville out, chewing up my knuckles on a rusty cheese grater, and finding that my special Branston pickle has solidified, the struggle makes it all the tastier. You know how when your tie gets caught in a door you feel bad about moaning because there are homeless children running around with no legs who survive by sucking the buttock sweat from park benches for nourishment? Well, when you're God you've got even less right to complain. I feel sorry for people who are God, and I shouldn't, because that's like feeling sorry for Paris Hilton.
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