The Dead Rise
"That is going to be the most repetitive game ever."
That's what I said when I first saw Dead Rising last year, a game that pro-zombie advocates have been screaming for the cancellation of since it debuted. I was seriously afraid it would become the next Haitian/GTA lawsuit. After seeing it this year at E3, I actually changed my tune. I didn't actually get my hands on it, but I ran into it between appointments and what I saw of it looked pretty damn good. The game just shipped and next week I'll be playing it on my friend's 360 after I move to New York. I've yet to purchase a 360, but when you're monthly income is $500 as a Ramen noodles digesting college student, the niceities of modern technology aren't alwasy easily affordable.
I can't wait to play Dead Rising, which, may I say, looks like the Neanderthal cousin of Resident Evil. I mean come one you can beat up zombies with giant stuffed animals -- stuffed animals, people! If that isn't good 'ol American Romero-ism at its finest then I don't know what is. Though I haven't immersed myself in the game or plot yet I do know that the main character flies into the mountainous Colorado town on a helicopter. During this fly-by our little photojournalist sees the zombies eating people. He sees this and still goes to the goddamn mall!
First of all, I live in Colorado (for only 6 more days, thankfully) and I don't even like going to my local mall but I work there so I'm kind of screwed in that respect. But not only does this guy enter a Colorado mall, but he goes into one infested by zombies. That's even dumber than the scary movie heroes (or idiots depending on your point of view) who find someone's body in the house and then investigate the house. Why? If I find the maid dead in the laundry room rumbling around in the drier, I'm getting the hell out of that place faster than OJ. So why does our protagonist go to the zombie inhabited mall?
So you can create play.
P.S.: You didn't see that one coming! I can work the name of the blog into ever post...but I won't.
That's what I said when I first saw Dead Rising last year, a game that pro-zombie advocates have been screaming for the cancellation of since it debuted. I was seriously afraid it would become the next Haitian/GTA lawsuit. After seeing it this year at E3, I actually changed my tune. I didn't actually get my hands on it, but I ran into it between appointments and what I saw of it looked pretty damn good. The game just shipped and next week I'll be playing it on my friend's 360 after I move to New York. I've yet to purchase a 360, but when you're monthly income is $500 as a Ramen noodles digesting college student, the niceities of modern technology aren't alwasy easily affordable.
I can't wait to play Dead Rising, which, may I say, looks like the Neanderthal cousin of Resident Evil. I mean come one you can beat up zombies with giant stuffed animals -- stuffed animals, people! If that isn't good 'ol American Romero-ism at its finest then I don't know what is. Though I haven't immersed myself in the game or plot yet I do know that the main character flies into the mountainous Colorado town on a helicopter. During this fly-by our little photojournalist sees the zombies eating people. He sees this and still goes to the goddamn mall!First of all, I live in Colorado (for only 6 more days, thankfully) and I don't even like going to my local mall but I work there so I'm kind of screwed in that respect. But not only does this guy enter a Colorado mall, but he goes into one infested by zombies. That's even dumber than the scary movie heroes (or idiots depending on your point of view) who find someone's body in the house and then investigate the house. Why? If I find the maid dead in the laundry room rumbling around in the drier, I'm getting the hell out of that place faster than OJ. So why does our protagonist go to the zombie inhabited mall?
So you can create play.
P.S.: You didn't see that one coming! I can work the name of the blog into ever post...but I won't.
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