Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Domination of Fan Opinion Has Failed Gamers

Before I begin this particular blog entry of mine, let me first say that this is going to be the last entry on my old domain, as I’ve decided to switch over to Tumblr from now on. Why, you may ask? Simply ease of access.

Now, let’s dig into the meat of this particular entry. What exactly do I mean by “domination of fan opinion” and why has it failed gamers? Well, I think what needs to be outlined first is who I’m talking about when it comes to the fan opinion. You’d figure this sort of thing would be obvious, but we live in an age of ambiguity. What could be the definition of one word to one person could be different to another. So, until this age ends, I’m a little bit stuck.

What I am talking about is the gaming “blogosphere.” The grouping of sites such as Kotaku, Destructoid, and others. The sites that could easily be seen as the most popular video gaming sites in the world. The writers employed at these sites are fans, rather than professional journalists. The reason I believe that many people flocked to these particular sites was due to the major distrust in the outlets that were popular six years ago. Many gamers suspected payola and dishonesty from outlets, so we essentially flocked to people like ourselves who were willing to let their voices be known.

That was a mistake.

One of my favorite quotes of all time comes from Marcus Auralieus. He once said that “anger can not be dishonest.” He is correct in this philosophy, and fans are anything if not angry. At our cores, we fans are reactionary, have entitlement issues, and are incredibly passionate. Thus, any opinion that you hear from a fan site like Destructoid is obviously honest of that person’s feelings. That particular person will tell you exactly what they’re feeling at that very moment.

However, it is that reactionary honesty that is also the biggest weakness to a fan. Though you may get an honest opinion from a fan, it will never be anything more than an opinion. It has no validity. It has the depth of a three inch swimming pool. It is worthless. The fan opinion simply serves to only reflect a small aspect of a much larger community. Though honest, its scope of vision is limited to those who are similar to a particular fan. To those outside, they are simply left shaking their heads at someone with a narrow mindset.

Truthfully, all of that which I have said is simply a description of what many have attached themselves to. Though fan opinion should be taken with a grain of salt, people have attached themselves to it. The issue here is the influence. Due to so many people flocking to a small number of fans with mass exposure, their issues have permeated into the gamer subculture. All of that selfish, ignorant, narrow-minded ideology has become how people view gamers, whether people realize it or not.

I have no need to call out specific people. They know who they are. I will simply say that gamers are seen as sexist, socially inept, and idiotic. I am none of the above. I know many people who are none of the above. My friends are none of the above. The people I work with are none of the above. Are you seeing a pattern here?

This is why I made a choice to be a journalist. Journalists, at their core, are required to simply deliver the facts, be impartial, and let the readers make up their own minds. My job as a reporter is to simply tell my readers about the information that I’ve been given on a subject. My job as an editorial writer is to give my theories based on what I know, but acknowledge that I don’t know nearly enough. My job as a critic is to analyze the quality and accessibility of a piece of art. The fact is that those who refuse to do this are bad journalists, and those who do it are good journalists.

There are those out there that claim that they are not journalists. To some, this is true. There are people I work with who are primarily entertainers, and I respect that. These people also have the sense to keep that in check by letting their audiences know that they don’t know everything, and aren’t capable of really being more than entertainers in the context of their content. That’s the way that being a video producer works. Though there’s always an opinion at the core, at the end of the day it’s just entertainment.

When it all becomes an issue is when a journalist is in a form of denial. Let’s say I were to point at a man on a bench, and tell you that he has media connections, writes for a major publication, consistently reports on news, and also reviews video games. You would immediately tell me that man is a journalist. To anyone with some sense, it’s rather obvious when you’ve walked into that role. If you continue to walk that way, you will be identified as such.

The fact remains that people cannot hide behind the term “blogger” any more. If a writer refuses to do their job, then he opposes the idea that he is a grown, intelligent human being. That person opposes the idea that gaming, as a medium, should be taken seriously. The actions of the media will inevitably be seen as a reflection of what they cover. If the most popular coverage outlets are fools, then we will all be seen as fools.

What I suggest is simple: We all need to grow up. Game Journalism needs to have a sense of maturity, or our community will not mature. We serve as examples to our community. If our actions are homophobic, racist, sexist, xenophobic, or anything along those lines, our readers will absorb and reflect these ideas. This is not what gamers want to happen to our community.

Video games are awesome, and they are worth defending. I’m sure there are many people who write for blogs that would agree with me on this. Thing is, you need to grow up, re-evaluate what you’re doing with your writing, and whether or not it’s the right thing to do. Should you begin to start typing after that sentence, stop immediately. Right and wrong do exist. Were we to do these things as writers for newspapers or magazines, we would be canned immediately.

Going back to Marcus Aurelius, he also said that “A man’s worth is no greater than that of his ambitions.” If you only want to be a sexist twit, then your life will be seen as a life lived as a narrow minded imbecile. Just do those of us who know how to do our jobs a favor. Stop talking, and you will seem more intelligent.

Ever the cynic.

-Micah C

Monday, February 7, 2011

Random Thoughts on Gundam Seed

As I said in one of my most recent posts on Blistered Thumbs, I'm a huge Gundam fan. Though I haven't seen every series yet, I will say that I love both Gundam Wing and G Gundam, and the original series is pretty good too. I also got a kick out of Gundam 0083: Stardust Memory as well. However, there were quite a few people who told me that I should check out Gundam Seed and Gundam Seed: Destiny at some point, so I decided to check out the first series. So, here I am, fifty episodes later, and I'm sort of scratching my head about a few things. So, let me get the surface thoughts out of the way first, and then finish off with my final thoughts on the series.

- Is it just me, or does this series sort of feel like an amalgamation of every Gundam series to come before it? I don't think it's a coincidence that the Strike and the Aegis have the same color schemes as Wing and Epyon.

- Evidently there are no bras in space.

- So, the key to getting laid as a teenager is to kill people while driving a big robot? God damn it, where's a time machine when you need one?!

- Okay, so a transport got in your way for a split second, and you shoot it anyway. Somebody is certainly compensating.

- Desert Tiger. Ha ha. Terrible Irwin Rommel reference.

- I'm not sure why this series has to constantly put fourteen year old girls in scenes where they're in their underwear. This is kinda awkward.

- Christ almighty! Why did I have to see a kid get melted by a beam sword?

- Now that I'm thinking about it, the gore in this series is downright pointless. Granted, the Gundam series has never shied away from mature content, but it really hasn't made a lot of sense in this scenario.

-What the fuck is with Captain Maskeyface? He's got the depth of a piece of paper when it comes to characterization. His logic is "I'm a clone, so fuck everyone."

- Why is it that the two heads of the two big military nations are trying their best to impersonate Adolf Hitler? All this master race talk is making me ashamed for my German genes.

- Christ almighty, writer! How many times do you have to kill innocents in this show in front of Kira? WTF.

- There were way too many Gundams in this show. When that many show up, they stop being special.

Overall, the show wasn't bad, but it really wasn't that good either. The dub track was very solid, and the action kept the pace going as well. The problem is that it completely fails to really make sense of who I'm supposed to be rooting for during the course of the storyline. It doesn't make sense for me to root for peace when the peaceful people are developing the harshest weapons, and whupping complete and total ass.

It's a fairly average series, but I really don't have any seething desire to see the follow up season. This was an interesting experiment, but I think I'll just rewatch Gundam Wing at this point. That, or G Gundam. In fact, I'm going to give you my favorite part of that particular show. This is from the fight between Sai Saichi and Domon Kasshu. Fucking epic.




This hand of mine is burning red. Maybe I should see a doctor.

-Micah C

Monday, January 17, 2011

Thoughts on Ninja Assassin

Yeah, yeah, I know I'm late on this. Truthfully, I don't really care, because it's 1:30 in the morning, and I can't sleep. Overall, I can't really say whether or not I enjoyed the film, because I'm simply torn on it. On one hand, the fight scenes were well choreographed, and the visual effects were really neat. On the other hand, this movie felt like it didn't really have a center to it. It starts, and just as you think the tempo is going to shift for the second movement, it's already near the end. It's sort of like listening to Orion by Metallica without what I call the "waltz" movement. This is just one of those movies that feels like it could have been something really special, but it just wasn't. With all of that said, let me just point out some things that pulled me out of the experience due to my brain being really active. Spoilers will follow.

- Why in the hell would you kill the old man? Who the hell is going to believe that he saw a freaking Ninja?

- Can you be named Raizo and have another profession other than Ninja? I can't imagine going to Buffalo Wild Wings and have a waitress tell me "Raizo will make sure your wings are perfect."

- Why do I feel like Batman should be popping up?

- Is there a role that Rick Yune has been in that wasn't "Evil Oriental Guy?"

- Are we going to get some sort of context for the fat British guy getting murdered?

- Since when was a kusari-gama such an effective weapon? Was this guy's instructor Ryu Hayabusa?

- Seriously, why do I feel like Batman should have shown up by now to punch someone?

- At some points, I think that Rain's a decent actor. Then, they give him more deadpan lines. For some reason I feel like Rain should be putting more emotion into his lines, but he almost feels like he's trying to be robotic on purpose. Ugh, I'm confused.

- Why am I surprised that they didn't get the chick naked at this point? It feels like it should be a B movie, but I haven't seen nudity. I'm in shock.

- WHERE THE FUCK IS BATMAN?!

- Oh, bullets can't fuck with Ninjas. No, wait, Ninjas can't fuck with bullets. Oh, okay. Ninjas can fuck with bullets, but only on certain conditions, like when, oh fuck this.

- Wait, he has to whip your ass and stab your new lady for you to use the technique of "not being honorable and stabbing his ass" on him? What kind of Ninja are you?


So, those are my thoughts on Ninja Assassin.

Waiting for Batman.

-Micah C

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Ruh, roh! Micah writes for someone new!

That's right, kiddies. Now I get to expand on my MMA stuff. I restarted MMA Mondays, and I'm also going to be writing for the blog Unintelligent defense. Here's a little sample, a link, and the newest MMA Mondays episode!


Before I get started on this post and have a metric assload of folks calling me a UFC shill or something along those lines, let me say that I like Strikeforce. At their best, the promotion can put on some entertaining shows. They're not always competitive (see Lawler vs Lindland) and the matchmaking doesn't always make sense (Diaz vs Santos seems like a fight to beef up Nick's record), but usually someone's getting their lights put out, or something's getting broken. So, to that degree, I say that Scott Coker should put a feather in his cap. However, he may want to take it back out, because doormats don't wear hats, and he may qualify for the position of sitting on my front porch.




Friday, December 31, 2010

My New Years resolution

2010 was an interesting year for me. I went from struggling college student with no direction to a games journalist known for being professional, but also for being a bit of a dick. It's not often that your life shifts like this, but I sort of stumbled upon everything. It's sort of like falling into a random building to find that you've entered a really good party. Only problem is that said party has a few jerks inside it.

However, one thing that I think can happen during the holidays is that your perspective can change. I'm not a big fan of really going too in-depth about the goings-on in my family, but what I will say is that my family made me see a few things. Fact of the matter is that I have a niece, two nephews, and another niece on the way. All of them either do look up to me, or will. The question that I have to ask myself is this: "Am I setting the right example for them?"

At the moment, the answer is a really big question mark. I'm a good journalist. I write well, I speak well, I'm well educated, and I'm intelligent. That's quite a few advantages. However, I did the one thing that I swore I would never do in my life. I let the things that separate me from other people consume my mind. Don't get me wrong, I think that there are huge problems within games journalism, and I truly believe that if we amplify everything, we hear nothing.

Thing is, it's not right for me to hold what makes me good at my job over other people. So, in essence, I'm done caring about what other people do or say when it comes to journalism, because I don't think that what they do or say matters. I think that what matters is who people trust, and I think that my methods make me trustworthy. When I wake up in the morning, or go to sleep at night, I don't need to be thinking about what others are doing. I need to focus on being the best that I can be.

So, my New Years Resolution is to take the question mark away from my head. I'm no longer going to let a bad attitude sour my skills or my ability to contribute to the games industry as a journalist. My focus this year is simply being the best I can be for whatever site that I work for. It's the attitude of a freelancer, and that's what I am. I don't worry about the website. That's for the heads to worry about. I worry about what work I'm putting forward. Well, that and if they're paying me or not.

So, with that said, Happy New Years, everyone. I plan to make the most of my 2011, and I hope you do too.

Friday, December 10, 2010

I Enjoy Murdering People

I've killed a lot of people in my lifetime. I've killed a lot of people, and may God strike me down if I didn't have fun every single second of it. I've also killed a variety of people. You see, I don't discriminate. I'm an equal opportunity genocidal maniac. In fact, what's really cool is that I've killed everyone with just about any means of killing them. I've used assault rifles, machetes, piano wire, pistols, chainsaws, my bare hands, cars, trucks, motorcycles, and I even did it with this big fucking gun that shot out a massive ball of green plasma. I've also gone under tons of aliases, like Minion, Mario, Snake, Lucas Kane, and several others.

Oh, wait. You thought I was talking about actual people, didn't you? Nope, I'm talking about video games.

You see, the reason I'm writing this blog is because it seems like the idea of fun is now beneath other critics. Oddly enough, these are the types of assholes that will put up a post that mentions something about a woman and ejaculate, but when a game like Splatterhouse or Conker's Bad Fur Day is brought up in conversation, all of a sudden that type of thing is beneath them. Now, maybe everyone got offended by Splatterhouse's review guide and are just sensitive people (see: pussies) but why are we forgetting our roots?

That root is fun. Every single gamer out there has murdered everything in their path at least once. In fact, we've all done it in at least one way that made us feel a little bit dirty afterward. As high brow as I come off when talking about a game like Dragon Age or Red Dead Redemption, you know for a fact that at one point or another, I've boned Leiliana in the former, and tied someone who tried to kill me after a poker game to railroad tracks in the latter.

Does this make me a bad person? Of course not. I'm just someone who likes to be entertained, and when something generally entertaining crosses my path, I try to make the most of it. Heck, even when something sucks, there's ways to enjoy yourself with it. For example: on my birthday, I had a lovely lady over for supper (as in real food, and get your mind out of the gutter) and we watched a couple horrible movies in Johnny Mnemonic and Doom. You know what? We had fun, and those movies sucked. That's why we had fun though. The movies are so bad you just have to laugh.

This is my overall problem with some game critics. Many of them have forgotten what fun is. Dragon Age 2 wants to save time and put me into the combat as soon as possible, and people already hate it? In what backwards society does that make any sense? Is there someone out there that wants to have to navigate a labyrinth before being able to enter an arena to see a boxing match?! NO! What the hell is wrong with you?

Listen, I love that gaming as a medium is maturing big time. I love games like GTA IV, Silent Hill 2, and their ilk, but I don't want high art constantly. The thing that the movie crowd has on us game critics is they've learned to appreciate all kinds of entertainment. I love really good movies like Citizen Kane and Gladiator, but I can't watch them all the time, and if that's all that was released, I would go batty. Variety is something that should be embraced by gamers. Fun is what got us here, and fun should never be forgotten.

Also, fun does often mean murder in the case of video games.

-Micah C