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Yet another megalomaniac master intent on conquering the galaxy and there's only me here to stop him! Ho Hum, no rest for the budding saviour of the whole world. Let's see now: Z for left, X for right and shift for fire. Seems simple enough, and, after the unmirthful Master vents a screenful of his spleen on me and tells me which blobs to shoot and which to avoid, off I go into worlds of Interstellar Pogos, Whirling Dervishes, Galactic Spiders and the like.

The zapping and the dodging goes on to what sounds like the incessant whining of galactic puppies together with the crack of a galactic cap pistol whenever! strike a blow for humanity. Splat the whatever-they-are on one screen and I gradually win the grudging respect of the Master (which he shows by sending more of his minions after me). These get splatted and I face another tirade from the Master (and maybe get my name on the score table).

The aim is to battle through nine screens of this and finally to do battle with the Master on screen ten (I think he's the one who looks like a clown sitting in a cup and saucer). Alternatively, I can choose to go directly to one of the later screens for a practice run (although I miss the Master's gems of wit by doing this). If I manage to defeat the Master he rises like the phoenix and I am condemned to eternal repetition of my task. Don't think I'll bother.

Not a game which pushes the Amstrad to the limits of its capabilities - nor the player.