Thought last week was sparse? Welcome to this week, the veritable home of sparse! A game a piece on the Wii and the DS, as Mortal Kombat finally makes the trek to Nintendo's home console, and Sega publish pretty much the best darts game ever. Hardly hyperbolic praise, we admit, but we take what we can get.

Wii

Mortal Kombat: Armegeddon

Midway have reached deep into the book of dramatic subtitles for this one. What's next? Mortal Kombat Nuclear Holocaust? Mortal Kombat Clyphoid Diarrhoea? Gaming's crudest fighting series arrives on the Wii, with - gasp! - gesture based controls to boot. Dismembering has never been so darn interactive. Essential a port of the Xbox and PS2 game of the same name that shipped months ago, the Wii's first Kombat repackages pretty much all the characters, backdrops, and amusing and biologically anomalous moves, of the series to a date. It's pure Kombat, people, but with a little bit of spice.

With the Wiimote you can flick, swing and punch to direct your on-screen fighter, in a system that, apparently, doesn't fall apart at the seams like so many other 'we'll just port over the code and throw some acrobatic control nonsense' titles. You can use some classic schemes if you're a Mortal Kombat luddite (do such people exist?) but we're surely the appeal of ripping a human arm off with motion control is one that appeals to our readers. Plus, new ways of enacting fatalities! Online play is lost in the translation, so if you've after the full experience you'll want to look elsewhere, or you'll already had the title since it's been out for God knows how long at this point.

Verdict: Late but great. Sort of.

DS

Touch Darts

Touch... darts? Just touch where you want it to go, right? Not so! Fittingly enough, British publisher Full Fat have mastered the look and feel of the sport slash pub-time-killer that is darts. Surely one of the most difficult activities to translate to a videogame, darts finds its home in the pull and flick mentality of DS stylus manipulation. Thankfully, Full Fat appear to have grasped the essential ridiculous of the sport slash pub-time-killer (overweight men throwing tiny spears at a circle on the wall is a sport? They'll let anyone in!), with cartoony, tongue in cheek animations and illustrations, ensuring that anyone approaching the white line should have a fun, if slightly surreal, time. Hopefully soon we can drink pints of cider, and try and chat up girls that are clearly out of our league on the Wii too.

Verdict: One hundred and eighty.

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