Speak, Soldier
Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater
(Blah Blah Metal Gear Solid for the Playstation Metal Gear Solid; its sequel Sons of Liberty, its remake The Twin Snakes, and its prequel Snake Eater)
Ever wonder when I’m going to stop starting my reviews with rhetorical questions?
Bacchants With Guns
Metal Gear Solid 2: Sons of Liberty
(Again, I refer to the original Playstation game as Metal Gear Solid, its Playstation 2 sequel as Sons of Liberty, the remake of Metal Gear Solid as Twin Snakes, and the third entry as Snake Eater) The first part is here.
Ever wonder why people go to war? Why they separate themselves from society and subject themselves to its awful rigor? Rick Veitch explores the topic but obfuscates its implications under a weighty satire in Army @ Love. Perhaps the answer is better found in the ancient Dionysian rituals. Or maybe in virtual reality, where one can be anything at all.
Even someone with a gun in bloodlust murdering many people. Virtual Reality, and it’s inchoate cousin, video games, are inextricably linked to warfare through the separation of the self from a huge physical environment.
If war is a reality for a person, as it is for almsot any other country besides the U.S., this comparison could seem overly harsh and only from a protected environment (i.e. bourgeoise, I guess one could say). While it might be terrible to make the comparison elsewhere, here Kojima uses it in his postmodern meditation on what constitutes an experience, in a larger sense reality. I feel I can use the facile comparison somewhat easily, if you read the rest of this essay.
In the Shadow of Old Games Remembered
Metal Gear Solid: Twin Snakes
(I refer to the Playstation game as Metal Gear Solid, its sequel as Sons of Liberty, and its remake as Twin Snakes. This way, I don’t make my writing ugly with numerical taxonomy!)
Have you ever been in love before? Have you ever felt, with your entire being, that you want to devote yourself to someone, that the rest of your life should be spent with that someone? That they are your soul mate, and that you will never leave them?
Howdy
Please cradle my blog as if it had been plopped in front of your door by an abdicating mother or itinerant father. We will grow to have a beautiful relationship throughout the coming years, if only the initial moment of intimacy is established. Otherwise, what hope is there for humanity?
Psychopomp & Circumstance 