Spurred by some recent encounters with old friends and finally finding spare time enough to install RetroPie on my Raspberry Pi, I'm having a bit of an old games nostalgia trip. That prompted a simple question: are the games I revered in my youth still worth playing? Have they stood the test of time, or should they be consigned to the archive of history?
Let's find out. To begin with, Stunt Car Racer on the C64.
It's become a personal tradition that I try to post something fun around this time each year, perhaps in the form of a small game that I've written. This year's entry isn't particularly seasonal, but it's still worth posting. It's Something under the bed, a game I've written while working at Builtvisible.
If you're interested in how it works, read on. Otherwise just see how far through the night you can get. It's deliberately difficult.
I'd previously played an hour of Skyrim to see whether I'm getting too old and too cynical to enjoy gaming anymore. Join me for part three, in which I give up on hiking aimlessly through nature and blunder haplessly into the game proper (you can find part one and part two here).
One of the things that appealed to me about Skyrim in the first place was the setting. Not the mystical fantasy land full of trolls and dragons and magic and whatnot, no - the fact that it was all set in a mountainous, snowy wasteland. I like snow. I particularly like it in games when the developers remember to put in the sound effect of walking through snow, that wonderful soft crunching/creaking sound. I'd pictured myself exploring midnight, snow-covered forests, my soft footfalls the only sound as I crept through the gloom with my sword drawn, frost glittering on the blade. But so far all I'd done was wander through lush green fields and been attacked by wolves.
I'd previously played an hour of Skyrim to see whether I'm getting too old and too cynical to enjoy gaming anymore. Join me for part two, in which I continue my confused amble through the wilderness, question the hydrology of the game and get repeatedly attacked by nature (you can find part one here).
As predicted, it's been a while since I've found time to continue playing through Skyrim. It's been so long since I started that I've forgotten what I was doing, or even how to play. I fired up my save game from six months ago and found myself standing on a hillside overlooking a river, with no clear objective in sight.
It's been pretty quiet here at Custard Towers for a while now, for entirely reasonable reasons. Nonetheless, I'd like to apologise to both my readers and hope that this small offering of a seasonal game makes up for it.