Driving Miss Daisy Gillespie
...the Flipboard widget on my cellular phone is currently running the following:
As a gamer who happens to own a PS4 (currently with zero games), this means very little to me. I am aware of the throngs of message boards filled with nerds who bicker back-and-forth over console superiority. While I can certainly understand to nerdgasm over one's favorite thing, I drop off at the battle over which multinational corporate megalith makes the better hardware. Perhaps I would rather save my sporadically hewn argumentative passion for the battle over the best locally owned tortilla chip?
For me, there is two reasons for my choosing the Sony PS4 over the Xbox One. First, I am a wholly admitted addict when it comes to Major League Baseball simulations. Even in a season where I am barely paying attention to what is happening in the actual league, I can be found finely tuning my roster for a potential trip to the Show. So, now that Sony is the lone place for console baseball, the choice for me was a perfectly executed cartwheel down an uneven flight of crumbling stairs (that's a thing, right?)
Besides, when you gaze upon these pixels of sexiness, how can you possibly consider seeing what's behind the curtain of the Red Light of Doom district?
The other less-sexy and somewhat more ominous reason is the Xbox One console itself. I love the film 2001: A Space Odyssey. I might go as far as placing it amongst my Top-something movies of all time. If you have seen it, we might see eye-to-neck/eye/forehead region on this one (depending on our comparative height differential). If you have not seen it, you must behold its creepy claustrophobic splendor at least one time in your life.
Without trying to give away the plot, the antagonist of the movie is a giant console named H.A.L. The console is a sentient artificial intelligence that lacks empathy. From what I have read and been told, the Xbox One has a detection system that acts in a similar, though truncated, manner as H.A.L. Yes, I am exaggerating a bit. As far as I am aware, the Xbox One does not (yet) have the capability to throw the hatch and watch you disappear into deep space never to return. But I have heard that it feels as if the console is watching you move through the room.
There is a very great possibility that the next Gears Of War or Halo game is going to rule the face of the planet. There is also a great possibility that when those two franchises have their debuts on the Xbox One, I am going to weep in jealous whimpering. But when I picture myself trying to shut said game down only to have the Xbox One say "Where are you going, Bri? Do you really love human interaction more than me, Bri? Are you going to visit with friends again? I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Bri.", I will stick to trying to send the Padres to the World Series.
Besides, when you gaze upon these pixels of sexiness, how can you possibly consider seeing what's behind the curtain of the Red Light of Doom district?
The other less-sexy and somewhat more ominous reason is the Xbox One console itself. I love the film 2001: A Space Odyssey. I might go as far as placing it amongst my Top-something movies of all time. If you have seen it, we might see eye-to-neck/eye/forehead region on this one (depending on our comparative height differential). If you have not seen it, you must behold its creepy claustrophobic splendor at least one time in your life.
Without trying to give away the plot, the antagonist of the movie is a giant console named H.A.L. The console is a sentient artificial intelligence that lacks empathy. From what I have read and been told, the Xbox One has a detection system that acts in a similar, though truncated, manner as H.A.L. Yes, I am exaggerating a bit. As far as I am aware, the Xbox One does not (yet) have the capability to throw the hatch and watch you disappear into deep space never to return. But I have heard that it feels as if the console is watching you move through the room.
There is a very great possibility that the next Gears Of War or Halo game is going to rule the face of the planet. There is also a great possibility that when those two franchises have their debuts on the Xbox One, I am going to weep in jealous whimpering. But when I picture myself trying to shut said game down only to have the Xbox One say "Where are you going, Bri? Do you really love human interaction more than me, Bri? Are you going to visit with friends again? I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Bri.", I will stick to trying to send the Padres to the World Series.
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