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26.08.2006 Everybody has a blog these days, young whippersnappers with a puffed up sense of their social selves. Me, well I was here blogging before the great unwashed. What I mean is that the Cackst0r is back and the site has been defibbed into the land of the not quite living. Despite the quaint and eclectic use of English, I am glad to be back and writing about more personal matters. The past few years have been somewhat intense, more than I had anticipated in all fairness. I hadn't expected people to be 1) quite so single mindedly vindictive and 2) utterly unable to acknowledge who they are individually. Everything seems to be about defining one's self socially. This may sound stupidly rhetorical but that lack of insight on individuality, especially their own and consequently by extension other people as well, is actually quite bizarre. For example, to judge a person on a pre-meditated social act of intellect is horrifically shallow, lazy and above all very stupid (dangerously so even).
The image to the right is relevant due to the fact that one of the most amazing aspects of the Makaimura games, despite the fascist difficulty curve and that it still made money rather than having disgruntled punters destroy the original arcade cabinets with their bloodied fists, was that the music was sublime. You could probably argue that the composition was even a work of inspired genius. The boxset contains 7 CDs, it also includes a 20 page booklet and a special DVD that has gameplay run-throughs (the latter are obviously undertaken by ninja gaming freaks of nature). In addition to the gameplaying, I've been re-watching a lot of vintage West Wing. It's clear that Aaron Sorkin should have written and directed every episode (despite his not very thinly veiled hatred of video gaming), not to mention that John Goodman should have at least once uttered the words "you are entering a world of pain" whilst in the Oval Office. It's also great to see probably the only invincible actor in Hollywood busting out his acting skills in front of the West Wing throng, bear in mind that Ron Silver couldn't be taken out in Timecop except when he was thrust into his former self. A fact that probably wasn't lost on Ben Stiller when he hired The Silver for the pilot of Heat Vision and Jack, naturally Ron plays himself (after all who is a tougher bastard than Ron Silver?). Therefore, in summation it's worth taking a leaf out of Jack Black's book in regards to the rampant ignorance and incompetence in the global games industry. Remember kids, knowledge is power...for real. |
