Musings: 01/26/12
After playing FFXIII some more, I feel I must add to my first rant. I have discovered the spell necessary to revive others, which is still useless if the leader dies in a single battle. And I have reached chocobos. If scenes with chocobos cannot give me a sense of joy or pride, than FFXIII can never hope to satisfy me so I have stopped playing it in the middle of chapter 8. Chapters. Feh! “Oh, but everyone complains about how linear it is!” Yes, and with good reason. The game cannot be defended. For those closed-minded weeaboos who feel that games without “Final Fantasy” in the title must be shooters for neanderthals, I implore that you take off the virgin neckbeard glasses and peep Lost Odyssey for your true JRPG fix. Nothing else in the genre for the past 5 years has been any good. That is all.
Now, onto more pressing matters!
It has always been my greatest shame that I don’t know how to play Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Yes, it burdens me more than the time I was tripped in front of Luz back in the second grade after trying to convince her that it was, in fact, not I but that ruinous monster of a boy James who had called her the previous evening. It concerns and bothers me more than knowing I can’t ride a bike or whistle. And it eats at me more than knowing that you all now know these things about me. Oh, the pain I’ve lived all these years trying to become smart and resilient enough to not suck at Rot3K… But, thankfully, John Woo directed Red Cliff. Now all of my troubles are a thing of the past!
This movie is good.
Like, really good.
