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SC2 Ongoing Review #4: "The Shit Never Ends"
This is my final thought collection on the Starcraft II single player. It covers from mission 19 through the end of the game. Spoilers ahead.
Once upon a time, a marshal on a backwater planet found himself in the middle of an alien war. In order for his people to survive, he joined forces with a loose cannon revolutionary hellbent on taking out the leading faction of his race in the area in order to control it himself. The marshal fought alongside the madman until he found his allies to be betrayed, and genocide against his own species committed.
To all who read this review and whine that I’ve been too harsh on “SC2″ as it is only the first third of the game’s single player because of the split nature of the release, allow me to remind you the above story took all of a dozen missions to tell, and was the first third of “StarCraft”. It was more engaging, original, and iconic than anything found on display in the missions of “Wings of Liberty”; a sequel I never could have imagined being so dull and lifeless– I truly had to play it to believe it.Read More »
A Fey Shopper
Some day, I am going to die in Walmart.
To be clear, I do not pass judgement on Walmart. It serves a valuable purpose within the economy. Yeah, yeah, it’s killer to local business, fair trade, fair labor, the environment, yackity shmackity. You know what? If I could afford to buy locally grown, organic foods, and had the leisure time and gas to go to 18 different local stores to get the crap I need in my daily life, I totally would. However, I’m not Rupert Murdoch–my budget falls more in the “bulk cheese made out of plastic” range. And so, despite the fact that I know I will die at Walmart, I still give them my business. Plus they’re the only place in town where you can recycle glass.
My death will not be violent and bargain-lust related, nor it will not be the result of the secret snake-bite epidemic. No, my death will be quiet, slow, and seemingly mysterious.Read More »