Quick disclaimer , I have not played every game that came out this year. Second quick disclaimer, I have really only played three games this year. And the other thing I should point out is, they were all awesome, and all for different reasons. Mass Effect 3 was amazing for the sheer scope of the story telling, and for the simple fact that hasty decisions I made in part one came back to bite me in the ass in part three. As a gamer, I had never experienced anything like that (and no, I have not played Telltales Games The Walling Dead yet. I am a fucking writer, I make like eleven cents a day). Sleeping Dogs was fun in a mindless, action movie sort of way, but the game did not floor me, which game of the year needs to. You know what game did floor me, over and over again? Borderlands 2. That game sucked so many hours off the last few months of my life that, if I were to lay out stats for you, you would wonder when I actually found time to sleep. Truth is, I didn’t. I haven’t slept in three weeks. But regardless of that fact, Borderlands 2 was quite easily the most consistently entertaining game I played in 2012. It had the three F’s of success. Funny, fast paced, and fucked up. All the F’s I love in life. Well, except one, but I digress.
So begins the influx of people posting their bucket lists to their Facebook pages. We all laugh and joke about the end of the world, but there are people who honestly believe that, in two days, on December 21st of this year, some Mayan prophecy is going to come true, and we are all going to be wiped out in some cataclysmic catastrophe that none of us are properly prepared for. While I can tell you that the Mayans did not include leap year, and other such stupid human practices, in their calendars, so in terms of THEIR December 21st, we have already passed it. But, we can humor this thought for a few moments regardless. If you knew it was all going to end in a few days, what would you do differently? Would you do the things you always wanted to do, but were too afraid? My real question here is, why not do those things anyway? You need to threat of death to make it so you truly live? How does that make any sense?
You know those scenes in movies where something extremely messed up happens and people just kind of wince? When something really extreme happens, and the people reacting to it are reacting like they are on xanax, or seeing something different then what the audience is seeing? Yeah, I don’t get that. People scream, panic, and cry over things far less serious in real life, so why does cinema constantly have actors downplay huge moments? And not always downplay it, as play it wrong altogether. How do these directors not realize that these reactions do not reflect how people would react to similar situation the real world. Or is it that these are all terrible actors who cannot convey what emotion would fit best for the scene? Read the list and you tell me. I truly find it puzzling.