“But it does offer a non-New Yorker’s perspective, and in food writing, it’d be nice to have more of that.”
“But it does offer a non-New Yorker’s perspective, and in food writing, it’d be nice to have more of that.”
I can sorta see the allure of these games, but it’s pretty well obscured by a “I have 11,000 things in my inventory and my gun broke again after eleven shots” -shaped block. Or was that specifically a New Vegas issue?
As a non-New Yorker, I’d like to take the notion of there already being enough NYC stories a bit further. I propose a 10,000 year ban on New Yorkers talking about pizza.
Holy shit, can we just make it so the fucking notifications don’t take a shit after every update? It’s like pulling teeth keeping this thing from losing audible alerts and sometimes the entire notification.
I received diplomas in Gun Repair and Unnecessary Inventory Management from New Vegas Career College. YOU CAN DO IT!
I know it’s a little long in tooth and it’s become a sort of pastime to knock on the regular ol’ non-online GTA V, but goddamn is it still fun to just drop into that world and foment disharmony among the denizens of Los Santos.
Hard agree. As someone who enjoys gaming casually I’m familiar enough to understand mechanics and rhythm of play. I can sorta grok the goings on of CSGO or Battlefield, but Overwatch is so fucking frenetic I can’t even understand what I’m looking at. It looks like a broken screen saver. How are they ever going to sell…
Post-credits tack-ons are dogshit. Get the fuck out of the theater and let the employees clean in peace. The last thing a poor minimum wage worker needs is a bunch of stupid assholes loitering for another 15 minutes just to catch a glimpse of some CG turd rattling off an overwrought“Next time, Gadget.”
The rind of fetid takes has been peeled back from our broken world to reveal a blinding, holy light. I have come here to die in the warmth of this, the only take.
As I truck toward 40 I find myself suffering mid-game paralysis too. Life gets in the way and I don’t play for a couple weeks and when I come back reorienting myself is such a grind that I just fire up GTAV and crash cars for a couple hours.
I still just don’t see much of a non-playing viewer market for a game this frenetic. I know I’m an old man, but I can at least figure out what’s going on with most other esports games given a couple minutes to absorb the action. Overwatch looks like a blender full of Tide Pods.
I’m sort of enjoying Hello Neighbor, in spite of it being a total mess. But the hours I spent repairing guns every two minutes before I realized Fallout: New Vegas was just a shitty inventory system trying to pass itself off as a game... yeah I want those back. It’s easier to enjoy a broken game with a simple premise…
I give it no more than six months before this boils into a real life fetish taken up by creeps who insist that suggesting they don’t eat their partners’ faces is kink shaming and akin to internment camps in WWII.
Overwatch is so frenetic I can’t make any sense of what’s happening on the screen. I can at least see and vaguely understand what’s happening in PUBG or Street Fighter. How is the average viewer supposed to make sense of a game that looks like a live feed from a GoPro in a dryer full of neon Legos?
[whispering to date while watching Gundam when Gundam first appears on the screen] That’s Chappie
TFW you gotta slapfight Charlie Daniels for those sweet Jim Bakker armageddon oatmeal bucket dollars.
This is the correct-est take in the history of takes.
I’m pretty sure all the guys from that era of the Braves have drinks once a year with Jim Kelly and the early 90's Bills.