Starfield isn't just a Christmas game, it's the ultimate festive nightmare

I can’t wait to see the looks on their goofy little faces. As my red and white interstellar sleigh streaks across the starry sky towards Jemison, I stare out at the train of alien reindeer – headed up by an Aceles with a red nose – stretching out in front of my modded ship’s cockpit. My face is covered in bushy white hair and my portly form is draped in a red dress, because Starfield has surprisingly few non-piratey crimson outfits. I’ve got a cargo hold chock full of presents and I’...