Once again I’ve ignored the cries of loneliness from the stack of games on my desk that I’ve promised to play “at some point or another” and went out and bought Bioshock. Another game to play was really the last thing I needed, and I had even planned to stage my own personal boycott against the game because of its ridiculous copy protection scheme (please, please, please, stop the stupidity!), but when the game box jumped off the store shelf and followed me up to the checkout and blinked its puppy dog eyes at me, I just couldn’t resist.
Surprisingly enough, I’ve even managed to play it a little, and it’s certainly lived up to my expectations so far. It’s been a long time since a first-person shooter has been interesting enough to keep me playing past the first couple hours. I’m really liking the setting and atmosphere of the game; it does a way better job of being creepy than the predictable and ultimately wicked-annoying Doom 3. Other than that I won’t go into any more details of the game, partly because I’m still not that far into it, and I also don’t want to risk ruining anything for anyone who might be reading this.
So that’s one more box added to my shelf, and the prospects of me playing all the others on that shelf have lessened a little more. It looks like all those boxes have formed some sort of self-help group, and I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before they jump out at me, pin me down, and force me to play through them. Hopefully they won’t get too upset when Half-Life 2: Episode 2 is released.