Friday, 6 February 2009

Alive alive d'oh!

I don't like criticising. Honest. Sure I like to point fun as much as the next socially inept intellectual failure, but that's different. It's hard for me to justify anger sometimes as those my anger would be directed towards are far and away on a higher tier. Take my current bile inducing situation, the bastion of all that is unholy, Games For Windows Live. Those responsible for it are well education suitably qualified professionals and were we to meet I can see it going something like this:

Me: Games For Windows Live is shit!

GFWL Team: Could you do better?

Me: Erm, no.

Argument lost and I'd slope off home with my stomach acid reaching tonsil tickling levels, develop massive stomach ulcers and drop dead. Probably best I don't pop over to Redmond then.

The thing is though, the statement stands because as far as a user experience is concerned, Games For Windows Live wholly fails to deliver on it's premise of providing seamless interaction between itself, the user and the game. I've seen numerous rants about GFWL and I've always thought they were a little harsh, however I now find myself a fully paid up hater. My first experience of GFWL was, like many others, with Gears Of War (PC). A competent 3rd person shooter that by the end I was playing simply to finish and complete the story rather than any real desire to keep playing. When every now and then a little achievement box appeared it was fine, I wasn't particularly interested in the achievements, they're not something that I have any drive to collect. I kind of regard them like the Panini football stickers. I collected them as a kid and if I was still ogling pictures of Sam Fox and listening to Adam & The Ants I'm sure I'd want to collect them now, but I play games for entertainment and any sense of competition or need to collect artificial trinkets has long since left my old and weary frame. So why do I now hate GFWL? Fallout 3 (PC) is why. Fallout 3, a little slice of gaming heaven. I've been lost in the wastelands of post apocalyptic Washington DC for weeks and I have loved every second of it. Most of the time I've resisted using the fast travel system to move between discovered locations because I am feeling that lone man in the wilderness vibe, and that includes the trek and any pitfalls it may encompass. It was a little irritating therefore to have achievement boxes popping up periodically as while it's okay for a shooter, Fallout 3 is an RPG at heart and those moments break the bond between me and the environment I had completely given myself over to. Not to worry though, at the end of the day that's what the developers decided to do and as everything else they've done is right I can accept their decision for the achievements too. So why my sudden allegiance to the “GFWL must be destroyed” brigade? For that we must journey back to a time of innocence. When men fought great beasts to secure their family's food and shelter, about 8 weeks ago. I had a problem following a Windows update that left me unable to update further. Remote connection from a Microsoft tech' bod resulted in him telling me is was basically screwed and to reinstall the OS. My PC is used for a multitude of sins only one of which is gaming and at that time I had numerous personal projects on the go and so wasn't in a position to wipe it all there and then. So while I'm finishing my bits off I'm playing Fallout 3. Fallout 3 being a GFWL game wants me to log in to GFWL when I play, but GFWL has an update it wants installed but with all my update features AWOL and no way to replace them without a reinstall of the OS it can't, so it logs me out but still used the GFWL account details for my save games. That's fine, I have no problem with it so far. Over the past couple of days, I've finished all the previous odds and sods I was doing, I've backed up everything of any remote significance and I've formatted and reinstalled my OS, with the obligatory 24 hours of then getting all the hotfixes, service pack and more hotfixes. Reinstalled Steam and all my Steam games, and reinstalled Fallout 3 and copied over my save games. Why then, when I launch the game can I not access my previous saves? Why does it want me to create an offline account in order for me to continue my game? A bit of Googleing later and it appears the fix it to download the GFWL client separately and install it and sure enough a reboot later and all seems well. Indeed the new interface is not wholly unpleasant and it looks like Microsoft may be finally learning from Valve's example and Steam, except ,where are all these immersion breaking achievements I've collected while wandering the wastes? It would appear that because I wasn't connected to the GFWL service when those achievements were unlocked, they aren't saved or credited. They are lost. Gone. Vanquished. I have to ask then, why have them in the first place? If achievements in an offline game have no value, what is their point? Surely the unlocking of the achievements would be part of the save game and on connecting to the GFWL service the appropriate records updated? Is that so hard?

Like I said, I'm not an achievement seeker in games and I have no great desire to see and collect them all, however, having forced them upon me and in the process breaking, all be it fleetingly, my immersion, to now simply cast them aside is as insulting as it is careless. I hate you Games for Windows Live. You made me want achievements.

Monday, 2 February 2009

Punxsutawney Phil Says...

Following a brief read of the Groundhog Day entry over at Empire, I got to thinking about films featuring Andie MacDowell and wondering how and why I still see her on TV. Yes we all remember her peaking with Four Weddings and a Funeral, which was passable. She did put a good turn in for Groundhog Day and she was competent, in so much as she was forgettable, in Hudson Hawk. Looking at her entry over at IMDB (and discovering in the process that it's Brent Spiner's birthday, many happy returns Brent) I'm astounded by her body of work, as with the exception of those already mentioned and being completely redundant in Multiplicity and outright rifle fodder in Michael, I'm struggling to think of anything noteworthy she has done to warrant her continuously suggesting that I'm worth it.

Sunday, 1 February 2009

Ter-wit To Who

I had heard tales so felt the need to investigate further and now have periodic musings from the legend that is Stephen Fry. I believe His Holiness The Fry mentioned the concept on Jonathan Ross's programme and has seen a large influx of loyal worshippers since, though having taped but not yet watched said show I don't know if this is true. Not that I have any reason to doubt it, I was simply more concerned with scavenging the wastes that are a post apocalyptic Washington DC in Fallout 3 (PC) and so am yet to see for myself. Anyway, the thing is, I've signed up to Twitter. More to do with my current obsession with Robert Llewellyn's Wet Liberal Weekly rants, I now find myself just sitting here while The Great and Powerful Fry makes words appear on my screen. Stephen Fry is making words appear on my screen. Stephen Fry. My screen. Stephen Fry.

Wednesday, 28 January 2009

The Wide Awake Club

The great thing about insomnia is it gives you ample time to think about why you're not sleeping. This in turn becomes a myriad of possibilities each a little more sinister than the previous. While the increasing paranoia of what could be playing on your mind to induce such clarity in your days 23rd hour rises, you pass out with fear.

Monday, 8 December 2008

Any Which Way .

The interesting (as opposed to depressing; humiliating and distressing) thing about being made redundant is that I've become incredibly relaxed. I'm sleeping better than I have for many, many months. I'm completing my tasks in a timely and suitable manner and have laid the foundations for those who will be left beyond my departure. I've simply stopped worrying about the “what ifs”. I no longer have the back up plan and the back up to the back up. It's refreshing going to bed and knowing that if it all goes horribly wrong at 04:00, it won't be me getting the phone call. I see the injustice and favouritism meted out and can console myself that during my tenure I did everything to be as fair and even handed as I could. Sure there were some who didn't like it, particularly those looking to cruise and ignore the very essence of what being in a service industry is about, and I've no doubt they will continue to be despised by their colleagues and cosseted by those who should know better. I never understood why those few were chosen and so never got on board with the idea. I guess that's my failure and why I was never part of the clique.

I do worry about the future though, and I'm torn about which way to turn. Part of me will be glad to see the back of the waste industry and I wonder whether I should look outside of transport and logistics all together. Another part of me finds that idea terrifying as I have a bit of a comfort zone there. What else can my particular skills translate to?

Of course, in the current economic climate there's hardly an abundance of opportunities and I've still got a mortgage to pay and a family to support (as have the many unfortunate people at MFI and Woolworths who find themselves in a similar position) so it's not as if I can afford to be choosy even if given the chance.

Wednesday, 19 November 2008

Will work for food.

A 1-2 victory over Germany should make me happy, but as many thousands in England's green and pleasant lands are finding to their horror, the words redundancy and unemployment are rearing their ugly heads. Learned today that I'm facing redundancy. Bummer!

Monday, 27 October 2008

Ground Floor, comin' up.

Given how much I have to say on a wide variety of topics, this blog is awfully quiet. It seems I'm only posting now to explain why I'm not posting. Obviously Warhammer Online:Age Of Reckoning (PC) is taking up a fair few of my gaming hours, and almost lives up to expectations. I'm having another run through Crysis (PC) too.

There's so many things wrong in the world at the moment, and the angry young man I once was is tired and old. All my anger these days just turns to bile and heartburn.

I've had a bit of a nasty chest infection recently, so having had a few days off work and still feeling rough around the edges and certainly nowhere near 100%, I drag my sorry fat arse back in. Having missed a few days I'm a little out of touch and when I enquire as to what's been happening I'm informed by one of my superiors that if I wanted to know what was going on I shouldn't have stayed off. That was soon put behind us though as he went on to tell me how my efforts to safeguard our employees over the past couple of months were wrong and affirmed my theory that our employees health and safety is inversely proportionate the size of the customer's account. It's that level of warmth and love that keeps me going and makes me feel so appreciated in work.

On the plus side, there's a new poster and some nice stills for Watchmen.