I’ve been playing several games at once on my new PS5. I’ve been rocking through Bloodborne and Demon’s Souls. The former is my new favorite game. The combat system is visceral and incredible. Since I’ve played three From games before (beating Dark Souls and Sekiro), I have a basic idea of what I’m supposed to do, although it took me a few hours to get used to the “no blocking” mechanic. Demon’s is a bit less enticing to me at the moment. I have played it for about three hours total, getting the Gates of Boletaria open and killing The Phalanx. I don’t know. It somehow seems more repetitive than Dark Souls, and just not as much fun. After getting hit by a level 1 zombie character and dying for the hundredth time, after playing for thirty minutes, just to go allllll the way back to the beginning…I dunno.
Today I fired up God of War. I’m going nuts with this stuff, I guess. I usually just play one game at a time…but there are so many that I’m excited to get to, and it was just sitting there…waiting for me. I’m about three hours into that one, and when I was done the whole world feels a bit different. How can a video game have such effective storytelling? I’ll probably muse about that more in the future, but as it stands right now, I wish I hadn’t given up on games all those years ago. I haven’t been entertained by many movies lately, the same with books. But video games have really made serious leaps forward, both graphically, gameplaywise, and storywise.
I rejected all of this out of hand, and I shouldn’t have! I feel enriched, I’m looking at the rain falling on a green tin roof with my son and just vibing. It’s great.