Chuckie Egg 2 - Reception

Reception

Chuckie Egg 2 is often remembered as existing in the long shadow of its predecessor. Reviews at the time of its release were lukewarm.

In its Issue 24 "Lookback at 1985", Crash magazine noted:

A & F were also back with a follow up trying to recapture the enigmatic success of Chuckie Egg with the appropriately named Chuckie Egg 2. In addictive terms it wasn't a patch on the first game, but it did offer numerous platform leaping locations and plenty of adventure elements to keep fans happy for some hours.

This was despite rating the game at 81%, one percent higher than the original Chuckie Egg.

Sinclair User Issue 39 added:

There is little or nothing original about the program, which relies heavily on all the old conventions of the genre, although to be fair A&F can lay some claim to having established a few of those conventions themselves. The graphics are lurid and not of the best detail, but have that special Chuckie Egg quality all the same. An improvement is the abolition of the requirement to complete each screen before proceeding further. That is no longer necessary, and the resulting maze of exits and entrances to different screens is one of the more complex we have seen.

CPC Zone concludes:

While Chuckie Egg 2 is not quite as gripping nor as addictive as the first game it is worth checking out if you are a JSW fan.

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