It’s been about a week since my last post, which is unusual for me as I try to get a least 3 pieces of content out a week. I do apologise for this break and I would like to say it was because I was swimming with sharks in Sri Lanka (Do they have sharks in Sri Lanka?) or providing George Clooney with fashion advice, but the reality is that I’ve gotten too stuck into games. I’ve done so much playing that I haven’t found time to think, nevermind write. Anyway enough rambling, here is a couple of items that have flooded my mind this past week.
The addiction is real. I’ve waited a good 5 years for this game. I liked Skyrim a lot, but I’m always a Fallout guy. I prefer the world, the characters and the game as a whole. As soon as I got the game I was right back where I wanted to be. Maybe this is a complaint for some, but for me Bethesda have done brilliantly with Fallout 4. It is more of the same with just enough fresh ideas to discover new things on every session.
Dogmeat is still my best friend, the feral ghouls still freak me out till no end, my God, it is just so great to be back. War… War never changes.
Black Op 3
I deliberated a long time over getting this game. I still like COD a lot, but I find myself playing the latest editions less and less every year. I got it in the end and I am glad I did because I know I’ll get at least 20 hours out of it, which is worth the admission. I’ve having quite a lot of fun with the wall running mechanics and a Treyarch Zombie mode will always keep me coming back.
I also really like the little unlockables they add each year. With the addition of the character loadouts this year, they’ve added another level of customization which I much prefer to Advanced Warefare’s style. COD for me is still on a downward spiral but there’s still life in the old dog yet.
One Hundred Years of Solitude
When I haven’t been glued to the PS4, I actually managed to get a bit of reading done. This week I finished One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez. A seminal piece and really a fantastic magic realism novel. I have a bit of a love/hate relationship with magic realism. On the one hand it produces some of the most beautiful imagery in literature and on the other it sure does make a novel difficult to follow. This is definitely the case for One Hundred Years of Solitude (especially because a lot of the characters share names in the novel) but I did feel it was easier to intake than some of its contemporaries.
The first half of the novel is some of the most engrossing reading I’ve ever done, though I did feel it lost some of its steam the further down the family line you went. But there is nothing out there quite like it, so it is definitely recommended.
That’s all for today? Have you played Fallout 4 or Black Ops 3? Perhaps you’ve read 100 Years of Solitude? Let me know in the comments down below!