In the spirit of Inzoi I have chosen to give the review the respect it deserves and will thus 'enhance' this review with the use of ai. So, I proudly present, in the spirit of inzoi, brought to you by ChatGPT, my totally original review. :3 Inzoi Review: Late-Stage Capitalism, the Game. Inzoi feels like what would happen if a team of crypto-bros tried to make The Sims after binge-watching Black Mirror and misunderstanding it entirely. It’s a glossy, AI-infused life simulator where everything is very clean, very polite, and very optimized for networking. Your Zoi can sit around discussing the future of AI and cryptocurrency like they're on an eternal tech panel. It honestly feels like an interactive commercial for AI tools. Theres a pattern maker, you can upload pictures and turn them minto 3D object, and import animations from videos. The world-building? Straight-up LinkedIn-core. You don’t live in a town; you live in a pitch deck. It’s all corporate optimism and buzzword-laced dialogue, wrapped in a utopian gloss that feels more sterile than inspiring. If Google designed a personality, it would live here. Graphically, Inzoi is undeniably slick—until things move, and then it’s like your entire screen is trying to escape itself. Smearing and ghosting are so bad it feels like your monitor is sobbing. Combine that with camera controls that feel like they were programmed during a trust fall, and just navigating the world becomes a challenge. With no clear way of re-binding your keybinds to any meaningful extent. Gameplay-wise, it’s polished to a fault. Too clean. Too nice. Like hanging out in an HR training video. When your Zoi isn’t grinding through their workday, you’re left staring at walls in their painfully beige apartment wondering if fun was outlawed in this timeline. BUT... Just when I was ready to give up and log off forever, I discovered something: I can totally abuse the AI tools. And with that realisation came the power to unhinge everything! I made a house entirely out of meat. The walls? Meat. The floor? Also meat. The toilet? A face with an open mouth, because why not? My Zoi sleeps on a single, dirty, oversized sock like some kind of damp forest goblin. She drives to work in a floating blobfish that radiates mild disapproval. And the only room with a window? The bathroom—featuring a massive, floor-to-ceiling panoramic display so anyone passing by can bear witness to her daily offerings. It’s grotesque. It’s beautiful. It’s art. So yes, beneath the sterile veneer, there is space for chaos. Beautiful, meat-scented chaos. But bringing it out is up to you. Final Thoughts: Inzoi is a life sim trying so hard to be a product that it almost forgets to be a game—until you break it. Then it becomes something else entirely: an unholy sandbox for cursed creativity. If you can stomach the corporate vibes and fight the UI long enough to build your meat palace, you might just find something weird and wonderful lurking underneath the shiny surface.