Anyway with my new found freedom (ie, the last 12 hours) I've managed to pack in some hefty gaming time, sinking some serious time into Assassin's Creed 2. Was slow to start up but it seems to be pretty much everything that was good about the first with the bad stuff taken out, and more added. I'm actually finding the story quite interesting this time around too which is a surprise considering in the first I just wanted to slit my wrists every time they banged on about some bullshit to do with pieces of blah blah blah let me shank people. Also managed to get angry at FIFA by getting beaten pretty badly several times online, none of which was my fault, it was my players, they didn't do what I told them to the bunch of gays. Sorry, Xbox Live does terrible things to me. I still have a few copies of Edge to read through having built up a stack from November, so might catch up on that over the weekend, as well as a few old-ish titles I picked up in the sales before and after Xmas. Managed to get Grid, Far Cry 2, The Orange Box and a couple of other games all for under a fiver so they will probably be played for 5 minutes or so before I return to AC2 after realising the achievements are too hard.
I also found the time to finish watching the latest adaptation of the Day of the Triffids, which is one of my favourite books (I kind of have a thing for post-apocalyptia). Needless to say, being as it was made by the BBC, it was pretty shit, yet strangely enjoyable. The most entertaining thing about it was watching Joely Richardson's pathetic attempts to actually show any form of human emotion on her ridiculously wooden face, which usually amounted to a strange tick in her eyelids. So that's what Vanessa Redgrave's daughter's acting skills amount to: blinking erratically. The lead bloke was also hilariously awful but Eddie Izzard was actually pretty menacing and kinda managed to rescue the whole thing from looking like 101 Dalmatians gone horribly wrong. It even did that stupid voiceover flashback thing that is in my opinion just a fucking insult to the viewer (we don't NEED you to tell us AGAIN, we saw it the FIRST time, we KNOW what is happening, GET ON WITH IT). The writing was clunky, the triffids were ridiculous (granted it is hard to make walking plants not look stupid), and the acting was bad, but it is a classic story and as soon as I realised it was shit I just stopped thinking and enjoyed it. It could have been so much better though.
Nice little version of an awesome song here.
My bed is calling me.
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