Culture, Gaming

Invasion day: Killzone 2 arrives at last

Killzone 2, PS3, 2009, 01 (1280x720)Killzone 2 is out. Now that’s four words I almost thought I may never write. It’s also a little strange writing this post about the game now, on its release day, when I haven’t a PS3 within 10 metres of me to play it. I never envisioned this would be how I would spend my day on the release of such a long-awaited title.

Well I’m not hugely bothered. In fact, I’ve already played the game for review, and had a fantastic time doing so. The whole atmosphere and concept that Guerrilla Games has created – in regards to assaulting this hostile world with a couple of trash-talking soldiers, arriving on some extremely vulnerable landing craft – is very exciting, to me that is. I don’t wish to say too much about the game itself, as it’s only just come out, but I would like to say a couple things about my own feelings towards Killzone 2’s journey from hype to home console.

Diary, Media

Reflections of a gaming editor

Tea in B&W, 10/04/2013, by Monique Prater (1000x563)Personally, like all my experiences with the media, and critique especially, so far, playing a pre-release copy of Killzone 2 for review was a daunting challenge. There was limited time and the build the PRs sent us (Platform) was also 90 per cent complete – despite my requests that they send a finished review copy. These issues meant that I had to take a lot of things into account as I played the game for review. For example, the loading hitches that occur as the PS3 streams new data from the Blu-ray disc were rather poignant. But, due to the copy I was playing not being 100 per cent complete, I felt unsure whether to mention this fact or not. In the end I decided that there were other, more pressing, issues with the game that I could give an accurate judgment on, even from this pre-production build.

Culture, Music

Lions, tygers & bears

Jazmine Sullivan, 2008, J Records press photo 01 (975x548)Impulse. That’s what got me to buy Jazmine Sullivan’s debut album, Fearless, and it’s also the reason I wrote this post when I did. I’m not one to follow the music industry closely at all. In fact, the very idea of zealously buying singles from the so-called ‘pop music’ top ten just sickens me. That’s not to say that there aren’t many good artists around nowadays, it’s just that image and mass appeal has become so much of a factor in today’s music industry that I find it extremely hard to encourage myself to trawl through the endlessly unoriginal rehashes just to find the ‘good’ stuff. The phrase ‘style over substance’ has never been more fitting.

Art & Design, Culture, Diary

Part II: Unrocky road to nowhere in particular

I must admit, Nottingham – my present county for the academic year – is a strange place. Well, not so much strange, rather it’s hard to describe the actually atmosphere and cycle of life that goes on here. You may expect Nottingham to be like any other city, and you’d be right: people travel, the city centre is always packed on Saturdays, people give you that same awkward stare when you accidentally brush passed them, deep in thought.