Before this delightful Katamari rip-off ad from Travelers Insurance, it had never occurred to me that any frail meat puppets caught in the onslaught of a Katamari would find all of their limbs horrifically snapped and mangled; their bodies pulverized into a slurry by the relentless pressure of the rapidly building layers on top of them. Ghoulishly, this thought thrilled me, so I am disappointed that the commercial ends with everyone walking away from the Katamari just a-okay.

As an ancillary note, I have a question: I've only played a bit of the first Katamari. Do any of the levels allow you to build a Katamari so big that you eventually manage to roll-up the planet you're on, then continue to build your katamari until you make a star of all creation, sucking up black holes and galaxies? Eventually, you get so big that you realize that the entire universe is but one small molecule in an infinitely recursive cosmos, and you can actually continue to expand your universe throughout infinity? That really does seem like the natural conclusion of the concept. Florian Eckhardt

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