Loading Ready Run doesn’t always play through a game, as they make a lot of stuff, but they do have a thing called Play It Forward where they do do that. There’s several competed games in there, I think. They’re all streams first so not very edited though.
Not quite what you are looking for, but tehsnakerer is my favorite YouTuber who plays through video games. Not quite let’s plays, though, more extensive critiques
BioShock Infinite and Spec Ops: The Line are the only two games I’ve played that I would consider “art” in the truest sense of the word. Video games in general are creative works, and they all have debatable levels of “greatness”, but those who have played these two know what I mean.
Sister Calderón: We’ve all lived bad lives, Mr. Morgan. We all sin… but I know you.
Arthur: You don’t know me.
Sister Calderón: Forgive me, but… that’s the problem. You don’t know you.
Arthur: What do you mean?
Sister Calderón: I don’t know… whenever we happen to meet, you’re always helping people and smiling.
Arthur: I had a son… he passed away. I had a girl who loved me… I threw that away. My momma died when I was a kid, and my daddy… well, I watched him die. And it weren’t soon enough.
Sister Calderón: My husband died a long time ago. Life is full of pain. But there is also love, and beauty.
Arthur: What am I gonna do now?
Sister Calderón: Be grateful that for the first time, you see your life clearly. Perhaps you could help somebody? Helping makes you really happy.
Arthur: But… I still don’t believe in nothin’.
Sister Calderón: Often, neither do I. But then, I meet someone like you, and everything makes sense
Arthur: Heh… You’re too smart for me, Sister. I guess I… I’m afraid.
Sister Calderón: There is nothing to be afraid of. Take a gamble that love exists, and do a loving act.
I have played two full play-throughs, and a few half passed play-throughs. RDR2 is an absolute masterpiece that made me feel way more than I ever expected a video game to.
Not going to cite the source, since it spoils part of this game, and it’s currently popular.
I have something to say. So shut the fuck up and listen. I spent thirteen years half-cut up to my eyeballs. Drunk, to put it mildly. Then suddenly I saw it, a streetlight shining in my face. 500 Gigawatts of the power of God. A vision of my bloated body found in some ditch. Scared me straight. So I got a collar shirt, mortgage and a credit card. All the things that make me a good man. I hoped I could raise my children to be better than their old man. I wanted to believe I was never one setback away from my worst self. But the truth is. Discipline. Drive. Routine. The endless fucking desperation to get shit done. A loving wife? Great kids? Sobriety? I’m telling you. You. Accomplishments I’ve been chasing my whole life. Never felt as good as I expected when I crossed the finish line… So now that we’re at the end. Takin’ inventory. Those nights spinning out of my head, sinking into the sofa. Broken glass in my palms. Bleeding dry the funniest thing ever. Old dogs laughing and snarling on a waterbed floor, mocking the moon for daring to show its face. All nausea and wreckage and vomit and ugly cruelty. The only problem in the world an empty bottle. Those were the best days of my life. Yeah… Those were the best days of my life. I got nothing to hide. Ready to face the music. I can see myself for what I am. But you, a cowardly, selfish motherfucker and you can’t even see it… I should’ve been able to protect the kid. If I could have done one thing right, I wish it had been to give him one small chance off this goddamned rock.
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