Robinsonade

The literary genre started by Robinson Crusoe has become a fashionable gaming genre. I think it may have happened through a merging of the streams --

 That is, the elements of crafting in survival games (which are themselves often a kind of Robinsonade) and the various "Dad Games" building and management games, right back to Sid Meir's Civilization. 

The big recent change -- and I'd put it pretty much smack between Factorio  and Satisfactory -- came with a move from top-down or orthographic to First Person perspective. That immersion within the world brings back in full the older elements of the Robinsonade; the isolation and self-reflection just below the struggle for survival. The ideas of loneliness, separation from society, and becoming an island on to oneself as what you bring to the table defines your life, purposed and whatever mimicry of society you end up building.

What changes over games spanning the period from Half-Life (which had the loneliness and isolation but no crafting element) through Tomb Raider 2001 (where you can build and upgrade the tools and weapons you use to survive) to Fallout 4 (where the "base building" mechanic is added to the series, allowing you to construct entire villages from scraps) is the theme of "building stuff."

And this is when SF entered the Robinsonade, beginning with Jules Verne and Mysterious Island, where a group of shipwrecked engineers build an entire bamboo civilization starting with a kitchen match, a seed, and one metal dog collar.

The change is to focus. The loneliness is still there, and even some of the old themes of anthropology and social commentary both in reflection on the society the character came from and in the relationships they make with local life forms. But the bootstrapping element, the "building stuff" element, is the more prominent.

It is said that a frontier blacksmith would start with an anvil. Every other tool could, eventually, be made from there (as long as there was access to iron). Whether marooned in open ocean with just a wet suit and a crashed lifepod, or standing alone on the surface of a hostile world having just melted down your landing pod for scrap, you are presented with a wide-open world.

You don't know what you will find as you explore, you don't know where you will find sustenance and the other tools of survival, and you are filled with both dread and joy at the prospect of trying to find a new purpose for your life. But you do have one thing; your anvil.

(Satisfactory 1.0 is just five days away!)