Oops. I've just heard that there are some problems with some Wiis trying to run Super Smash Brothers Brawl. Apparently, it's down to some systems not being able to read all the tons of info on the discs. There will be a few screaming children across North America today, I believe.
I was planning to grab my copy today as well, but have come down with a bitch of a cold. This cold and accompanying cough has thrown my back out as well, so now I'm a hobbling old man, watching my wife shovel the laneway while I moan inside.
Got back into Guild Wars last week, and spent most of last night trying to level up my Necromancer/Mesmer. The comparisons to dear old WoW are there to be made, of course. It's undeniable that Guild Wars is a more beautiful game, partly down to a better use of daylight effects (it can get cloudy, for instance)and a more realistic approach to design. Warcraft utilizes a more animated look to its designs--which isn't to say it isn't beautiful as well--but I am finding myself being lost in the details of the monsters and buildings in Guild Wars lately. Generally in melee, I never take my eyes off the respective health meters, but I've been caught looking at the details of monster design and buildings when I really should be firing up my next spell.
The crafting aspect of Wars took some time to get used to as well. You just can't buy new armour or weapons like you can in WoW--you have to have salvage items alongside the purchasing gold. I thought that would just make upgrades all the more frustrating, but it doesn't--identifying and salvaging the loot you acquire to get what you need appeals to my OCD geekiness.
As well, you can cast a giant disco ball in Wars and boogie beneath it. That alone sells the game.
Also played more Oblivion. Closed my first Oblivion gate, more by luck than skill. Spent Friday night breaking into homes and stealing from the sleeping inhabitants (they actually turn over in their sleep, often scratching themselves--such dorky detail!). Just like in Morrowind, I'm getting hammered at Speechcraft, with everyone I meet thinking I'm a waste of space. "Stop talking!" they demand. Or my favourite: "What a waste of time."
Not that I ever get that in the real world. Oh no.
3 comments:
Why would you care about the craptastic pile of code that is Super Smash Brothers? I feel like I don't know you anymore. I feel like I have suddenly discovered that you like "Boys To Men".
The man held my hand all the way through "American Pop" would never sully himself with such a game.
I feel so dirty.
David, David, David. You have not felt the embrace that is Smash. Come to us. Let Battle Suit Samus soothe your inner pain. There, there. Sit down. Here's a flamethrowing flower to play with. See how fun it is to fire it in Link's face? There you go.
There will always be a home for you here in the Smash Zone. You know that.
Flamethrower flower? Well hell's bells, nobody told me that.
I recant my harsh words from the first post; I was wrong about you and I should know better.
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