Golly gee whiz Mister, however did this happen?
The answer is: bacon and eggs. I sit here eating a lovely fry up at twenty to six, and I am not complaining.
Right, well away from the tangent that I inevitably (and confusingly) start on, I implore you all to send me your copies of Prototype.
It's not that I really want this game, it's just that LOVEFiLM has sent me Just Cause instead, which is not a bad thing per se but I was planning on writing a quick review for you all on how the game is. Because that's what my self proclaimed job is now, reviewer. Instead of some interactive mutant madness, I will instead leave you with a quick glance over Transformers.
It was shit.
I liked the first one, it was OK, not the best film in the world, but it did it's job at entertaining. Now, I'm not going to give you a complete run down of the events of the film, at risk of repeating already said material. Basically if you like explosions shoved down your throat every second, slow motion boob running and cheap testicle jokes, this film is for you. If you like a compelling storyline, twist and turns around every corner and the kind of humor only someone with a monocle can understand, stay away. Michael Bay seems to not understand that 'less is more' when it comes to things like explosions and closeup shots. I'm being serious, I do not think that the film has more than 10 minutes in it where there isn't a single explosion. The man went mad. I didn't stay behind after for the credits, but I'm pretty sure that the number of compositors working on the explosions alone must have doubled the crew list and then some.
Needless to say, this is more so something you should watch drunk and when it comes out on DVD in several years time when it's in the bargain bin.
Hey, I'm not saying don't watch it!
Also I would like to add that I would play D&D with inferno if he pays for the equipment and has truthfully come up with that world of sentient trees he mentioned.
Monday 13 July 2009
Sunday 12 July 2009
Primetime < Clobberin' Time
What the hell are you doing here? You know there's a war on, right?
I played in the very first UK edition of 1 vs 100 on Xbox Live primetime. I went in knowing that this, like PlayStation home, is a product intended for an audience who are the collective antithesis of myself, but like any good nerd, I just couldn't pass up the opportunity to complain about something.
I'm not going to explain the fundamentals of the game, if you aren't in the know and would like to amend that status wikipedia is more than willing to fill you in. The game was fun enough for half an hour, but I couldn't bring myself to sit through all three hours, especially not with the Battlefield 1943 community challenge starting at the same time. There seemed to be some form of glitch when I was playing that caused me to be unable to hear the games' live host as I played with the exception of the first five minutes of play, after which he turned mute, and I was unable glean any information from my attempts at lip reading his avatar.
Also nine tenths of the questions require no knowledge whatsoever, and can be deduced by simple guess work. If I can answer a football question on your quiz correctly, your quiz is too easy. Finally I never got to be the one or part of the mob, this is 1 vs 100s' greatest folly, for which it cannot be forgiven.
A little while ago a made a not so subtle hint that I wanted to try Magic and D&D, it appears that a couple of people took this is a challenge and declared that if I could concoct a story set in a world ruled by trees then they would gladly play the latter. I haven't got round to asking if they would seriously do this, because my mind has managed to synthesize such a world, a world were mortal men such as you and I toil away in subservience to ever unpleasable sentient saplings. And a mind flayer. Minds must always be flayed, my brothers.
I played in the very first UK edition of 1 vs 100 on Xbox Live primetime. I went in knowing that this, like PlayStation home, is a product intended for an audience who are the collective antithesis of myself, but like any good nerd, I just couldn't pass up the opportunity to complain about something.
I'm not going to explain the fundamentals of the game, if you aren't in the know and would like to amend that status wikipedia is more than willing to fill you in. The game was fun enough for half an hour, but I couldn't bring myself to sit through all three hours, especially not with the Battlefield 1943 community challenge starting at the same time. There seemed to be some form of glitch when I was playing that caused me to be unable to hear the games' live host as I played with the exception of the first five minutes of play, after which he turned mute, and I was unable glean any information from my attempts at lip reading his avatar.
Also nine tenths of the questions require no knowledge whatsoever, and can be deduced by simple guess work. If I can answer a football question on your quiz correctly, your quiz is too easy. Finally I never got to be the one or part of the mob, this is 1 vs 100s' greatest folly, for which it cannot be forgiven.
A little while ago a made a not so subtle hint that I wanted to try Magic and D&D, it appears that a couple of people took this is a challenge and declared that if I could concoct a story set in a world ruled by trees then they would gladly play the latter. I haven't got round to asking if they would seriously do this, because my mind has managed to synthesize such a world, a world were mortal men such as you and I toil away in subservience to ever unpleasable sentient saplings. And a mind flayer. Minds must always be flayed, my brothers.
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