BioShock Infinite and Spec Ops: The Line are the only two games I’ve played that I would consider “art” in the truest sense of the word. Video games in general are creative works, and they all have debatable levels of “greatness”, but those who have played these two know what I mean.
The greatest single-playthrough game would be a fun category. I think my picks for that might be What Remains of Edith Finch, Gone Home, Broken Sword: Shadow of the Templars, or Grim Fandango. Fire Watch would probably get an honourable mention.
A "pinacle of a (mostly) defunct genre" category might be a good one too. I would argue that Command & Conquer: Red Alert 2 is the best isometric RTS games ever made.
Not going to cite the source, since it spoils part of this game, and it’s currently popular.
I have something to say. So shut the fuck up and listen. I spent thirteen years half-cut up to my eyeballs. Drunk, to put it mildly. Then suddenly I saw it, a streetlight shining in my face. 500 Gigawatts of the power of God. A vision of my bloated body found in some ditch. Scared me straight. So I got a collar shirt, mortgage and a credit card. All the things that make me a good man. I hoped I could raise my children to be better than their old man. I wanted to believe I was never one setback away from my worst self. But the truth is. Discipline. Drive. Routine. The endless fucking desperation to get shit done. A loving wife? Great kids? Sobriety? I’m telling you. You. Accomplishments I’ve been chasing my whole life. Never felt as good as I expected when I crossed the finish line… So now that we’re at the end. Takin’ inventory. Those nights spinning out of my head, sinking into the sofa. Broken glass in my palms. Bleeding dry the funniest thing ever. Old dogs laughing and snarling on a waterbed floor, mocking the moon for daring to show its face. All nausea and wreckage and vomit and ugly cruelty. The only problem in the world an empty bottle. Those were the best days of my life. Yeah… Those were the best days of my life. I got nothing to hide. Ready to face the music. I can see myself for what I am. But you, a cowardly, selfish motherfucker and you can’t even see it… I should’ve been able to protect the kid. If I could have done one thing right, I wish it had been to give him one small chance off this goddamned rock.
It’s kind of a shame that the pistol anarchists weren’t really a faction.
All the groups the game marks as ‘official’ factions are all pretty horrible and I’d rather see a london without any of them.
It does make sense though, the anarchists just like they would be in real life are concerned with looking after their own sector and are wise enough to realise than going outside of that would stretch them too thin.
Still, it would be nice to work with perhaps a coallition/federation of anarchist groups who don’t want to control but genuinely improve london which all of the existing groups only want to do through control.
I’d really like an alternative to outright violence for revenge or control in these games. Only using it as a last resort or like a scalpel rather than an army of guns.
“Aperture Science: We do what we must, because we can.”
EDIT: Also: “Science isn’t about why - it’s about why not. Why is so much of our science dangerous? Why not marry safe science if you love it so much? In fact, why not invent a special safety door that won’t hit you in the butt on the way out, because you are fired!”
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