Clair Obscur really said "and before Expedition 33, the previous expedition that got closest to success was the one made up of incredibly ripped nudists" and did not elaborate
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Clair Obscur really said "and before Expedition 33, the previous expedition that got closest to success was the one made up of incredibly ripped nudists" and did not elaborate
#maelle staring blankly as alicia gommages and verso despairs #verso's betrayed gaze #and so verso decides the canvas has got to go completely
As an aroace person I actually never had that feeling of being broken. I thought everyone was the same way and some people were just dramatic 😭
THIS IS SO FUCKING FUNNY THATS EXACTLY HOW I FELT WATCHING ATTACK OF THE CLONES FOR THE FIRST TIME LMAOOOOO 😭😭😭😭
The expedition 33 experience
Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 | ▶ dev. Sandfall Interactive > Renoir
As a French person, I need to share my absolute favourite detail from the game:
Verso is named after the unpainted side of a canvas, the other side to the art piece, the one gallery goers never get to see. At most you will have a signature, a date. (An epitath).
CLEA DESSENDRE Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 dev. Sandfall Interactive
Painted Verso didn't make the canvas yet the canvas loves him. It was made for him. The Gestrals love him and Esquie loves him. Verso may not have a super power to stop time or summon a lion, but he can backpack around the continent for decades and make allies wherever he goes. Maybe the continent is just a little bit gentler to him. His encanto, in a way. Underneath all the Nevrons and gommage petals and Painter massacres is a world singing We love you, we love you, you can be Verso with us.
His family lives closed away in a manor or up on the Reacher, but he lives in a hut with the magical creatures. Humans children Expeditioners come to his Never Never Land and steal his breath and then melt away like snowflakes, but he stays the same. He's Peter Pan but not. Grown yet never aging.
Or he's Christopher Robin--forever wandering the Seven Acre Woods, talking to the same animal friends for a century and nothing changes but everything gets worse.
What do you do when the world was made for someone almost exactly like you, but not you? The world wraps its arms around you, accepting you anyway, but you're not a child. You're a grownup and this world is too small somehow but also too painful. It's dying when you are not. But you can't think about that because you're worried about adult things like family and duty and sacrifice and secrets.
I find it beautiful that Verso was created to fill an emotional gulf for Aline, but he was such a true mirror to "Verso" that he ends up filling that emotional gulf for the painting.
Verso may not realize it (or even care) but he falls backwards into being a true representation of the art and artist. In the end he is so real that Verso Dessendre's only piece of soul art holds out its hand to him.
Verso being able to get Gustave's haircut is unfortunately something I find very funny. "Hey Maelle. You know how you're still grieving the recent, brutal death of your guardian, who was both brother and father figure? As I picked up his burned-out prosthetic from beside his lifeless murdered body I could not help but notice that his hairstyle was fresh as hell. Do you remember what products he used?"
Freedom
I still can't draw tarot for the life of me I still keep trying I love this scene so much :(
The unknown journal entries are Renoir speaking to each of his children, and it's so obvious that he loves them and just wants them to be happy. But his advice to each of them says so much about the Dessendre siblings and they way they move through life differently. Clea and her endless work toward perfection. Verso and his hiding behind masks. Alicia and her fear/pain holding her back.
To Clea:
To Verso:
To Alicia:
Absolutely obsessed with Clea Dessendre, who is apparently busy with a completely different anime plot and needs everyone else to STOP LARPING and GET IT TOGETHER there's A WAR ON OKAY
"I'm sorry." Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (2025)
Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 | ▶ dev. Sandfall Interactive
one thing I really appreciate in the game is how it deals with Gustave's shutdown at the beginning. the fact Gustave doesn't say a word from the moment he gets separated from Maelle during the beach attack until the moment he meets Lune, how he doesn't bother with the lumina converter at all, and then the gun of course
But like, in another game he would have probably woken up and immediatly said something like "what happened? I need to find the others" (quest pop up) or had a dramatic breakdown immediatly on waking up, but no. he's silent, he's out of it, he's still in shock, going through the motions well enough to survive but he's not really processing. there are no unnatural little comments about the tutorials, no "oh a grapple point" or anything like that, and I really appriciate that. that the game allows us to marinate in the moment rather than pulling us away to do tutorializing
God it has to suck being Verso.
You're a memory. A fragment. Imagined into reality based on a guy who died to save his family. You want so badly to die to save your family, but they aren't your family. You love them like they are your family because you were created to be him. You're not him. He's dead. You're immortal. He ran straight into death and so you were created with the same impulse but you can't do it. You literally cut yourself in half to make other people laugh. You watched a guy die for your sister the same way you did, except it wasn't you and he wasn't real and you're not really her brother and she cares about him far more than you. You want to die so badly. You were born wanting to die. You're not real, and your mother, who you love, is dying to keep you alive. You aren't really alive. Your family is tearing itself apart trying to kill you. You can't die.
You have to let go
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