Sonic Adventure | Cdi

It is terrible. It is broken. It is, without question, the greatest Sonic game never made.

Sonic was going to the devil. The developer assigned to the project was a small Dutch studio named Phantasm Software , known only for a forgotten golf game and an interactive encyclopedia of mollusks. Led by a manic, chain-smoking programmer named Henrik Van Der Berg, the team was given eight months, a budget of $150,000, and a single design document: “Make it like Mario 64, but on CD-i.” Sonic Adventure Cdi

In the mid-90s, desperate for software, Phillips struck a deal with Nintendo to license their characters. The result was the unholy trinity: Hotel Mario and the two Zelda games, The Faces of Evil and The Wand of Gamelon . These were animated abominations, defined by janky controls, hilarious voice acting, and cutscenes that looked like a high schooler’s first Flash animation. It is terrible

The result is… something else. Sonic’s model is a 3D-rendered abomination—eyes too wide, quills that clip through his own torso, a mouth that animates independently of his face. When he spins, he doesn’t curl into a ball. Instead, his limbs snap to his sides like a man falling down an elevator shaft, and he rotates around his own spine. The spin-dash takes 4.7 seconds to charge. Testers reported nausea. Sonic was going to the devil

Play it if you dare. But keep a save state handy. And maybe a bucket. You’ll need both.

In a baffling decision, the composer—a friend of Van Der Berg’s who owned a Korg M1—was told to make “jungle music, but sad.” The soundtrack of Sonic Adventure Cdi is a 32-minute loop of detuned breakbeats, a crying saxophone sample, and what sounds like someone dropping a toolbox in a swimming pool. The main theme, “Blue Is the Color of My Trauma,” has no lyrics—just a vocalist whispering “go fast… go fast… stop being slow…” over a diminishing 303 bassline. After months of restoration and error-correction by a collective of masochistic data hoarders, a playable build of Sonic Adventure Cdi was finally emulated in December 2024. It is, without hyperbole, the worst thing ever coded.

And yet, here it is. Running at 12 frames per second. The saxophone sample looping. Barry the cab driver sighing, “Gotta… go… ugh, do I have to?”