Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Fallout 3 : Game Review

Fallout 3

The year is 2072, and the world as we know it, is gone… Well, not really but for the past twelve years the Fallout game series has stolen more free time than the morning commute on Route 80 East. Based on a fictitious post-apocalyptic Earth, and spanning four titles (five if you count PS3’s forgettable attempt in 2005), the addictive series has kept us glued to our monitors and setting a new standard for time-between-showers-and-sunlight. Designed initially for the pc, the original Fallout title played purely as a turn based rpg. As addicting and innovative as the title was, the world of turn based gaming was coming quickly to a halt in favor of the more fast paced real time model. Fallout 2 and Fallout Tactics attempted to remedy the situation by allowing you to toggle between play modes, thereby pacifying the purists while drawing in the nouveau gamer. Though both were successful in their own right, neither was able to generate the same fanfare as the original…Until now. After a four year hiatus and a changing of designers, Fallout 3 has reemerged as one of the most popular titles of 2008. Heating up the PS3, Xbox 360 and pcs everywhere, Fallout 3 has taken the best of the previous three titles and added an insane gaming engine, superior graphics, a cinema worthy story line, not to mention a horde of other nifty features. For those of you familiar with the FO series, you will quickly fall into a familiar trance that will mysteriously turn 5pm to 1am in what seems like seconds. And no need to worry if you are playing for the first time, aside from absorbing a little background the same thing will soon ensue. All in all, if you are looking for a gaming experience that will leave you pondering life after the apocalypse, yearning for your own pip-boy and changing your German Shepard’s name to Dogmeat, this is a title you cannot be without. (If the last sentence doesn’t make any sense pick up a copy. After an hour you will be nodding in total agreement!)

Thursday, January 31, 2008

RAMBO - Not too shabby!!!

Ok- So Sly is back at 61....Rambo is a geezer, right? No way! Though not the same savage force that made David Caruso cry like a schoolgirl twenty five years ago, he still has some gas in the tank. I have read some reviews that have been extremely critical of John "Crusie till the Tires fall off" Rambo making a comeback but I for one am glad he did. Make no mistake, there will be no Rambo representation at the Academy Awards but the movie delivered on what it promised: one mullet, ten words, and lots of automatic gun fire... Actually if you scrapped the hideously unnecessary dialog in the first twenty minutes of the film, this quarter of the Rambo pie might surpass the previous two. All in all I would give a thumbs up and let Mr. Stallone know that he's still got it! Rock on Johnnie Rambo, rock on!!

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Cloverfield: HIGH HURL FACTOR

I first saw a preview for Cloverfield about two months ago. Cryptic in its delivery and covert in its presentation, the soon to be released monster mash seemed like The Blair Witch on HGH. After reading various positive reviews I was anxious to check it out for myself. As I write this post I am still anxious to check it out, though I went to see it last night. ???? If the last sentence left you somewhat dazed, confused and slightly disoriented you are experiencing similar symptoms to those I endured at the theater last night. Centered around the main charater's (Rob) going away party, the likeable, yet highly annoying best friend (Hud) of our soon-to-immigrating yuppie gives us a perpetual first person perspective of the evenings events. The Hudster treats us to a menagerie of video free falls, dips and darts that make the game Halo seem like it was shot from a zamboni. This being said everyone south of a NASA test pilot would be wise to fast for at least 24 hours before viewing. It would be irresponsible of me to rate this movie in any other facet than cinematography, which would illicit a nausiating, green faced F.... Bottom Line: If Hud videoed my wedding I would kick his blabbering buttocks back to SoHo...
 
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