Final Fantasy VII Remake Is The Escapism I Needed Right Now

Everyone has been trying to define the best game of 2020 to play under the coronavirus. The dominant narrative is that, as the often-perceived epitome of relaxation and escapism, Animal Crossing: New Horizons is the ideal game. Some have rejected this notion and favored Doom: Eternal, with its deafening explosions and overwhelming chaos, or Valorant, the exciting first-person multiplayer shooter which puts you in matches so tense that you might forget the horrors of the world.
But for me, it’s been none of these 2020 releases. Animal Crossing: New Horizons instills as much anxiety as it does peace within me. I’ve never played a Doom game, so the latest installment didn’t pique my interest despite that it’d probably help me in the same way it helped Paste editor Garrett Martin. I haven’t been able to play most games for more than two hours before my attention drifts away to nothing in particular but the screen and walls in front of me. The one exception has been Final Fantasy VII Remake, which has provided the catharsis and escapism I’ve been unable to achieve through just about anything else.
For one it’s the nuanced ways in which it illustrates how individual complacent people uphold systematically oppressive power structures. While it makes sure to point to Shinra as a system under which everyone suffers, it highlights how systems thrive because of everyday people’s lack of action. As I watch people on social media defend multimillion-dollar corporations over the protesters rioting to speak their pain over the latest black deaths at the hands of policemen, I think of Barret in the Shinra building elevator saying, “A good man who serves a great evil is not without sin. He must recognize and accept his complicity.”
But I don’t just think of Barret as an uplifting personification of truth and justice, reflecting the fire that exists in those of us who know a better world is possible. I also think of the undercity resident who tears AVALANCHE’s poster, cursing, “Goddamn eco-warriors with their dumbass posters.” The same one who looks at the plates that represent oppression, poverty and subjugation and asks Cloud, “Look at all that steelwork… you’re trying to tell me that’s not progress?” I think of him when my mother tells me of the customers at her grocery store who lash out at her fellow employees over being asked to wear a mask; who brag about their beach plans as she checks out their beer; who support the notions of the elite, like the idea of reopening the economy as soon as possible no matter the human cost. Who have little concern for those worse off than them. And, while I’m most angry at the systems that have encouraged people to think this way, I can’t help but be furious at these individuals, too. Final Fantasy VII Remake validates that anger, showing how complacency and silence easily leads to the emotional and physical deaths of the underprivileged.