Posts Tagged ‘windows’

Preview: G.W.A.T. review

Friday, May 22nd, 2009

GWATSS01 Just so you don’t feel as though I had dropped the ball, I’m going to give a little preview of my upcoming review for the game G.W.A.T.  by Westcoast-Games(west coast of England I believe). My first impression: I’m sorry to say, it’s not a good one.  Firstly the demo installer installs to your desktop.  And you can’t just pick any folder to put it into. Also it takes way to long to start up. That was the first strike against it.  Secondly I couldn’t just start playing it, as there was no tutorial to tell me what I should be doing.  That was the second strike.  I had to actually pull out the manual.  Third strike was an un-intuitive interface.  You need to use WASD which is only proper for games that use the mouse as a secondary controller (ala mouse look).  You also need to use the numpad with numlock on.  I read this and didn’t think and used the numbers at the top of the keyboard and wondered why I wasn’t doing anything.  I was skimming and thinking “Oh, 0-9, got it.”  It would have been better if the demo had an instruction screen.  It would also have been nice if you could move with the numpad with or without numlock and change weapons and items with the regular number keys.  There is one point for it though, and that is you can modify the controls to your liking.  I will still be doing a full review for Tuesday and maybe once I’ve read the manual I’ll have better luck and have a better experience.

(ags) Ben Jordan Case 3 – Something witchy this way comes!

Wednesday, May 20th, 2009

May20 Today is another Ben Jordan adventure game!  Wow, Ben Jordan seems to be getting a lot of cases under his belt now.  The Skunk Ape, the lost galleon of the Salton Sea and now his third adventure, The Sorceress of Smailholm.  I keep wanting to say Snail home but Smailholm it is.  This time it takes place in Scotland… oooh spooky Scotland, land of Highland Flings, Caber-tossing,  and the most horrifying thing of all HAGGIS! (No offense to the Scottish but I think minced sheep heart, lungs and liver with oatmeal, suet, and onions boiled in an animals stomach is pretty darn scary!)  Since I am going to be revising the format a bit, I should start by saying what I think of it.  So here it is. 

What I think of it:  It doesn’t seem much different than case 2 in graphics and design, however an interesting story coupled with a “competitor” for Ben Jordan makes up for that.  Ben Jordan’s 3rd case is fairly solid.  Details after the break.


New Star Grand Prix – It’s time to burn some rubber.

Wednesday, May 13th, 2009

May14 Okay I’ve got a confession to make.  No, not that kind of confession.  Sheesh, what kind of person do you think I am?!?  Okay what is this big shocking confession I have?  I don’t drive.  Yep that’s it.  I’m 33 years old, and I’ve never actually driven.  I’ve had my driver’s permit when I was a teen, but there was no time usually to teach me driving.  So here I am I live with my Dad, and anywhere that needs drivin’ he does it.  Okay so now we’ve got that out of the way, let’s just say I like racing games.  I’m not usually very good at them, but I enjoy them.  Okay so with that in mind let’s sit back and imagine what it’s like to be behind the wheel of one of these formula 1 jobs, or whatever.  I’m strapped into this tiny cockpit.  If I was claustrophobic I would probably be panic right now, but I’m cool.  Cool in the sense of being okay, but definitely not cool in the sense of body temperature.  In fact I’m burning up.  The fact that it’s an open cockpit gives me no relief as i’m snug in my flame retardant jumpsuit, all wrapped up like a present on Christmas.  Pretty wrapping too as I’m wearing all kinds of patches from various sponsors.  My helmet makes it certain that I can only see what’s directly in front of me, like blinders on a wary horse.  The gloves fitting on my hands like a second skin.  I grip the steering wheel, just waiting to be let go.  The car is humming underneath me.  Suddenly the lights go out, or turn green, or a checkered flag is dropped, pick your poison, all that matters is that it’s go time.  Suddenly I fly out and I can feel the road vibrate underneath me as I’m reaching unheard of speeds.