People's desire meters are pretty easy to keep filled and nobody ever seems to be able to resist Hef's charms. The interactions between Hef and the other Mansion residents are remarkably shallow. Unfortunately, it's this half of the game that feels the most incomplete. You then manipulate your little Sim-Hef around his sybaritic Wonderland, talking, schmoozing (and possibly having intimate relations with) his staff members, girlfriends, Playmates, Bunnies, and guests. The first half of the game is very reminiscent of The Sims in which you build your Playboy Mansion, putting down floors and walls and buying and placing all sort of hideously expensive furniture and knickknacks ranging from mahogany dining tables to neon bunny art. Instead, the game combines two different gameplay types into a digital simulation of how Hef runs the Playboy empire. Playboy: The Mansion isn't really about digitized breasts (although they're certainly in there). Unfortunately, flawed execution keeps it from being the good game the developer obviously had in mind. In much the same way, Cyberlore's The Sims-meets-tycoon-game, Playboy: The Mansion, is far better than most of the quick-hit licensed oneoffs that clog store shelves.
It's the stuff outside of the babes that allows Playboy to be a little bit more than just naked pictures. Once you get past the pages that fold out, the magazine has always been able to attract topnotch writing talent, and has, in its time, put out some amazingly good essays, articles, commentary, and interviews. Like anyone who peruses the racks their local convenience store can attest, there are plenty of magazines out there that offer far more *ahem* "photography" with far fewer of those nasty ol' "words" to get in the way - and at a cheaper price to boot.
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