The Animal Crossing series is about many things: the beauty of community, the boundlessness of human creativity, and, for some reason, the ability to create sentient life that sees you as its god. I’m talking, of course, about the game’s snowmen, which are one of the strangest, most disturbing recurring elements across the franchise. Sure, furniture springs from tiny leaves and you’re surrounded by talking animals, but snowfolk are arguably the biggest departure from any remaining semblance of grounded reality that the games possess.

