Now I'll be the first to admit I'm a tad preferential to console gaming, which already means I'm looking at the panorama of the gaming world through a three foot long lead pipe that I unceremoniously stapled to my own face. On top of that I only really play the Xbox 360, since the PS3 is out of the question because i do not
February opens with a Call of Duty: Black Ops DLC, which is what they refer to as a bad omen. Call of Duty has always been an game I've taken issue with, but seeing as the displeasure I feel towards it would be enough to justify kicking a small orphan in the testicles, I'll shorten it to this: I actually bought Black Ops (and by bought I mean got as a gift to absolutely no expense on my part) in hopes that all my unfounded, biased hate may turn out to be just that and, as is usually the case, it wasn't. At the very least, the story was interesting, or it would have been if it wasn't the next in a line of games made by people whose job it is to find things that they haven't yet blamed on the Russians and then proceed to blame on the Russians, and also written by people who seem to have nothing better to do than sit on their hands watching reruns of Lost.
Aside from that we have a fistful of sequels, which means a new lineup of games that have been either made worse or made increasingly worse by a bunch of men in suits who decided their wallets weren't quite fat enough yet, a Mario reboot because, hey it's been a whole five minutes since Nintendo released the last one, and a few PC titles who expose themselves to being ridiculously easy to judge based solely on the name and/or cover art.
However, the forecast is not completely bleak, because at the end of this horribly dismal month there's a little game called Until I'm Gone looming on the horizon. Until I'm Gone is a third-person point and click horror/psychological thriller that looks like a game that has potential after you get past the whole needlessly-succumbing-to-every-cliché-ever bit. That and the fact that after playing Amnesia: The Dark Descent, every other PC horror/psychological thriller game is going to be a bit like having someone piss in your mouth after you've enjoyed a nice glass of twenty-year-old black label scotch, or the equivalent beverage that makes your pants tighter.
Between it's lack of games and the fact that it is the single coldest bloody month of the entire year, February can go suck dick for all I care, and that's all I have to say about that.
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