Move up, ladies
April 30th, 2008 Posted in GTA, Life, South Africa | No Comments »Grand Theft Auto finally hit yesterday in its fourth incarnation. I had a bit of trouble locating a copy and had to travel a great distance just to find a shop that might get stock later in the day. Apparently a crime game is totally irrelevant in a country where you can murder a family for a wallet and a cell phone and not get hassled. The anticipation I felt for this game’s release was quite powerful, enough that it paralysed my brain in the final stages so that I was unable to perform the slightest task.
It was possible that the game–like San Andreas before it–would not live up to my jonesing and be somewhat disappointing. So I spent whatever final hours I could get out of yesterday in the game, discovering that Rockstar has now put into the hands of every addict a complete new world to manipulate, mould and terrorise as they wish. The scale of involvement in this title is huge, ranging from an old car’s squeaking suspension and noisy brakes to all the new physics that affect everything. Hillary Clinton’s gonna be mebelipissed.
It’s possible that there are flaws in this work that I have yet to see, but at the moment I am quite satisfied at calling this the best game ever made and prepare myself to defend that claim. Although I think the only thing I need to prepare myself for is having GTA4 swallow up years of my life.

Sony’s a weird creature in the animal kingdom. I’ve always been impressed by their high quality products, but then they’ve recently been experimenting with some interesting business practices. Most notably they got caught spying on users with hacking tools embedded in their discs.