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Sometimes, I scare myself…

November 28, 2005 by Dan Leave a Comment

I was watching Nick Park's Creature Comforts on my SKY+ box last night. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the series, a brief history: Wallace and Gromit creator Park created a series of adverts for British Gas, which took the form of an audio interview with members of the public, played over his trademark claymation models of various creatures. Creature Comforts takes the same form; interviews with general folk, played over the top of models which are designed to be caricature of certain aspects of the voice overs (one family, who mention flying to somewhere warm for the winter, are depicted as a family of birds, for example).

Whilst never laugh out loud funny, Creature Comforts is a commendably lovely piece of work. To turn the seemingly mundane ramblings of the British public into genuinely likable on-screen characters is a demonstration of the talent of the folks at Aardman Animations.

However, all this takes me away from the point I was trying to make; a terrifying insight into the way my mind works. One of the characters is a jordie mouse who appears to be living inside a dolls house. In the background, as the mouse marvels at finding himself in such lovely surroundings, is a computer on a stand. A small monitor is clearly visible over one shoulder. Despite my best efforts to not let my mind wander to such subjects, I couldn't help but think "that's bollocks, the resolution on that monitor would be so low that you wouldn't be able to usefully do anything".

I know, there's no hope…

Filed Under: Personal Tagged With: Life, TV

Ban this sick filth now!

October 27, 2005 by Dan Leave a Comment

Rockstar love controversy. The GTA series was in existence for years before anyone noticed, and the only reason people started to take notice was because the media got all in a frenzy when GTA3 was released on PS2. Carmageddon had similar good fortune on the PC years ago, yet subsequent sequels didn't sell terribly well because the media had a new crusade that week.

The latest of Rockstar's games to come under the media spotlight is Bully. The BBC are running a news story about "Leicester MP Keith Vaz" (and I am, frankly, sick of hearing from the publicity seeking clown) saying that Bully should either be banned, or submitted to the BBFC for classification. Thanks Keith, you really did your home work there didn't you?

Two things: One – in the UK it's been a crime to sell games that are rated "mature" to minors for some time. Games have been granted certificates for some time too. It's illegal to sell an 18 rated dvd or video to anyone under that age, just as it's illegal to sell an 18 rated game. Rockstar have always submitted their games to the BBFC for approval, and so far they've all been 18 rated (with the exception of Midnight Club). Children shouldn't be playing them, and the parents should make sure the children aren't playing them. Full stop. The vast majority of parents won't (or shouldn't) allow their children to watch 18 rated spatter films, or porn, so why let them play games? The problem is this: Games have this "cutesy" image, and certain parents are so ignorant that they don't care what little Jimmy is doing, as long as he's not bothering them:

  • "The children are quiet today dear, did you get them a new game?"
  • "yes honey, they're playing that new Sim Serial Killer game that's just come out"
  • "Ooh, that sounds fun, what's it about?"
  • "Do you know, I have no idea. I think it involves arranging coloured squares or something"
  • "How lovely – bless them…"

Two – Bully isn't even finished yet. It's still quite a way from being finished, in actual fact. Knee jerk reactions which demand that Bully be banned, or that it will mess up your children are completely misinformed – not just misinformed, but uninformed. They cannot possibly know what the content of the game is like, because nobody knows yet. Rockstar never show their games off until just before their release. How can Keith Vaz and various US politicians and lawyers get all steamed up over what they think the game might contain? Should we ban something, purely based on its title, because we think it might have content that we don't like?

  • "Hello this is Keith Vaz, I want you to ban the game you currently have in development!"
  • "Um…do you mean Serial Killer Apocalypse 7, the game that features graphic violence and mayhem inflicted upon realistic virtual representations of human beings?"
  • "Yes, ban it, it's sick and wrong."
  • "Er…ok. We have another game in development that's similar in content. Should we ban that too?
  • "What's that one called?"
  • "Fluffy Bunny Apocalypse 7, the game that features graphic violence and mayhem inflicted upon realistic virtual representations of human beings."
  • "No, no – that one's fine. Bye, bye."

I long for the day when gamers get the representation they deserve. There doesn't seem to be any sensible voice that can state the facts, and the media sensationalism really doesn't help. As the graphics in games become more and more lifelike (hello, Xbox 360) the media, and Keith Vaz, and Jack Thompson, will all become more and more concerned that little Jimmy is being turned into a rampaging psychopath by the latest version of Grand Theft Auto. Where are the pro-gaming politicians? Surely they must exist. I wonder if David Cameron has an xbox…

Filed Under: Tech Tagged With: Games, Life, Rants

Some people…

September 30, 2005 by Dan Leave a Comment

I had the misfortune of witnessing the aftermath of a road traffic accident on my way to work this morning.

The first sign I had that something was wrong was the sight of a man dragging himself from the middle lane (of a three lane road) through to the inside lane, then collapsing on the grass verge at the side of the road. Had I been travelling faster, and had my concentration been so lacking that I hadn't spotted him, chances are I would have been driving the second car that hit him that day. How fortunate for both of us.

My immediate reaction was to turn my hazard lights on, park the car, and get out to see if everything was OK; I was aware that my car was blocking the inside lane, but I thought this was needed to keep more traffic away.

There were already three people at the side of the road: an older gentleman in a suit, a young girl, and a fashionably dressed guy who looked to be in his late twenties. The fashionable guy was on his mobile phone, trying to arrange an ambulance. The young girl and older gent were talking to the guy I'd seen collapse. At that point, I noticed the blood coming out of the guys ears.

A few moments later, another guy arrived. He said he worked at the Police HQ we were stood in front of. Thankfully, he had managed to contact Police control on his radio, and had told the ambulance exactly where we were. We stood, somewhat awkwardly for a few seconds, until the fashionable guy went to move his car from it's position blocking the outside lane. I guess he thought it was something he could usefully be doing.

After the fashionably guy had returned, a nurse came running up the pavement towards us. She started to have a look at the unfortunate chap on the ground, asking a few questions, and trying to be as helpful as she could without making things worse. Understandably, she couldn't move the guy, or do a great deal to help him.

The nurse left as the ambulance made it's presence known. I backed my car up to give the ambulance a good spot to pull into, and it steadily made it's way through the traffic, coming to a stop just next to us. Now that the ambulance had arrived, I thought it would be best for me to continue my journey to work. The older gentleman and the young woman were still talking to the injured man, and I remember the young woman's hands were wet with blood as I said an awkward goodbye and got back into my car.

Every single person who stopped at that scene are superb human beings. I could not, in good conscience, see something like that happening and not try to do something to help. I hope that makes me a decent human being too.

The thing that makes me sick are the mindless idiots who, despite it being obvious that something "bad" has happened, sound their horns and rev their engines, and generally make nuisances of themselves, because some "inconsiderate oaf" has delayed their ritualistic shuffle to work. I'd like to think that these people are in the minority, but there were a hell of a lot more people sitting angrily in a queue of traffic than there were asking if "everything was OK?" or "did he need any help?"

Some people…eh?

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