LowEnergyCycle
03-23-2007, 09:17 PM
I went out tonight, on the Town, and got really quite drunk (there's some semblance of a point here... trust me;)). Anyway, en route from Pizza King (with a fine 12-inch Mexican Spicy Bastard in my hand, I may add), I happened across the one landmark in my town that actually meant something to me: The Majestic Cinema.
Twas once a place where, as a boy, I used to watch moovies, it being the only place for miles that you could do such a thing (stay with me... I'm in no fit state to be in front of a computer), it sorta had a major impact on my entire upbringing.
This place was the only Cinema in town at a point, and was sadly over-shadowed recently by a new Vue Cinema complex when the town center was revamped a few years ago. Alas the poor place struggled on and continued to play films despite being essentially redundant, and only recently did it finally close it doors for good. No doubt under the overwhelming pressure of a certain humongous conglomerate American (possibly...) company.
The only reason I mention it here, and thus waste your time entirely, is because the whole building was styled in the very same Art Deco way that Bioshock takes it's influence from.
Oh, and that the whole building is now surrounded by Demolition In Progress barriers, and in a few weeks will probably be rubble.
The fact that every single film I ever saw before the age of 16 years old was in this very place kinda saddens me somewhat. It made me, in a way. I drive past it every day to work, and every time I log onto this forum I remember it, for some ridiculous reason. It certainly holds a very special place in my heart: it was the epitome of The Little Guy. Standing up against the superior all-powerful VUE for as long as it could break bread.
And in a few months time it will be nothing but a capitalist, empire-funding, all-sparkly, brand spanking new modern-day office block.
And this is strange now. Because there's a weird connection between Bioshock and myself. The simple fact that this game reminds me of some stupid, near-derelict cinema building, means that it transcendences other, weaker games entirely.
Without even knowing it, Irrational have somehow crafted a game that will stick with me for the rest of my life, just as The Majestic Cinema has done so far.
So without wanting to sound drunk (and I am. VERY), thank you Irrational. You have managed to connect with me in such a way that no other person or persons can. Bioshock will glue itself to my (unfortunately short) memory forever, even in such a loose and stupid way, simply by choosing such a unique artistic pathway (in gaming, at least). I'd like to think that, even though The Majestic will soon be nothing but a memory, Bioshock will continue to remind me of The Little Guy: Standing up to the bigger flashier all-singing-all-dancing Fat Cats. There is still innovation left, despite any struggle. And as lose as the comparison is, it's still there.
Thank you.
And... erm... sorry.:o:o:o
Twas once a place where, as a boy, I used to watch moovies, it being the only place for miles that you could do such a thing (stay with me... I'm in no fit state to be in front of a computer), it sorta had a major impact on my entire upbringing.
This place was the only Cinema in town at a point, and was sadly over-shadowed recently by a new Vue Cinema complex when the town center was revamped a few years ago. Alas the poor place struggled on and continued to play films despite being essentially redundant, and only recently did it finally close it doors for good. No doubt under the overwhelming pressure of a certain humongous conglomerate American (possibly...) company.
The only reason I mention it here, and thus waste your time entirely, is because the whole building was styled in the very same Art Deco way that Bioshock takes it's influence from.
Oh, and that the whole building is now surrounded by Demolition In Progress barriers, and in a few weeks will probably be rubble.
The fact that every single film I ever saw before the age of 16 years old was in this very place kinda saddens me somewhat. It made me, in a way. I drive past it every day to work, and every time I log onto this forum I remember it, for some ridiculous reason. It certainly holds a very special place in my heart: it was the epitome of The Little Guy. Standing up against the superior all-powerful VUE for as long as it could break bread.
And in a few months time it will be nothing but a capitalist, empire-funding, all-sparkly, brand spanking new modern-day office block.
And this is strange now. Because there's a weird connection between Bioshock and myself. The simple fact that this game reminds me of some stupid, near-derelict cinema building, means that it transcendences other, weaker games entirely.
Without even knowing it, Irrational have somehow crafted a game that will stick with me for the rest of my life, just as The Majestic Cinema has done so far.
So without wanting to sound drunk (and I am. VERY), thank you Irrational. You have managed to connect with me in such a way that no other person or persons can. Bioshock will glue itself to my (unfortunately short) memory forever, even in such a loose and stupid way, simply by choosing such a unique artistic pathway (in gaming, at least). I'd like to think that, even though The Majestic will soon be nothing but a memory, Bioshock will continue to remind me of The Little Guy: Standing up to the bigger flashier all-singing-all-dancing Fat Cats. There is still innovation left, despite any struggle. And as lose as the comparison is, it's still there.
Thank you.
And... erm... sorry.:o:o:o