The claws are out, and they’re not just Logan’s. Insomniac Games’ highly anticipated Marvel’s Wolverine—the PlayStation 5’s supposed crown jewel for the holiday season—has been shredded by critics and gamers alike before it even hits shelves, and the culprit is a scent line so patronizing they’re calling it ‘fart gas.’ That’s right. In a spectacular pre-launch meltdown, reviewers are lambasting the $70 blockbuster for treating players like infants, following a literal trail of flatulence-like particles through levels so hand-holdy they might as well play themselves.

The scandal ignited when popular YouTuber Skill Up showcased a clip of Wolverine dutifully following Jean Grey’s magical ‘fart gas’ trail through a snowy forest. But that was just the tip of the iceberg. Critics pointed to a staggering four layers of signposting: the green gaseous trail, constant objective markers, glowing magical roots pointing to nearby collectibles, and the infamous ‘yellow paint’ on climbable surfaces. Add Logan’s own incessant barks about finding Jean, and you have a recipe for a game that appears terrified you might have a single original thought.

Insomniac’s defenders scrambled to the comments, shrieking that most of these ‘accessibility’ features could be turned off in the settings. But the devil—or in this case, the farter—is in the details. Gaming journalists like The Washington Post’s Gene Park and Kotaku’s Kenneth Shepard confirmed the damning truth: Jean Grey’s pungent particulate path is a mandatory feature. You cannot turn off the fart gas. It is baked into the very DNA of this multimillion-dollar production, a permanent, unchangeable monument to the studio’s lack of faith in its audience.

This isn’t just about a funny visual glitch. It’s a symptom of a much larger crisis in the so-called ‘prestige blockbuster’ genre. At a time when gamers are devouring brutal, uncompromising experiences like soulslikes and deep RPGs, Wolverine represents an archaic, sanitized middle-ground. It’s a theme park ride on rails, all flashy set-pieces and zero substantive challenge. The game currently languishes with a Metacritic score of 77, lower than Sackboy: A Big Adventure—a fact so embarrassing it should have Sony executives sweating harder than Logan in a sauna.

Insomniac’s marketing director, in a now-deleted rant, fumed about the ’toxic’ scrutiny, blaming online culture for the backlash. But the fans aren’t buying it. When you charge a premium price for a premium product, you invite premium criticism. And right now, the overwhelming verdict is that Marvel’s Wolverine stinks—and not just because of the gas.