Thursday, April 5, 2012

How the worm turns

I should have known that after saying several paragraphs worth of nice things about Forza 4 that I would soon grow tired of it, but I had no idea that it would happen so quickly. Two night ago I split the evening between racing and fighting and all went well. Last night I couldn't even make it through a race before I was bored. As much as I enjoy racing game, I can only take going as fast as possible in a irregular loop for so long. It starts as a being restless, not being able to sit still. Then it moves on to a little twinge in my stomach, reminiscent of the feeling I used to get as a child as I would sit down in front of test that I was not prepared for. Eventually I want to be anywhere else doing anything else.

I have fought through this feeling before for much worse titles, but since there is no 'end' to most racing games Forza 4 joins in predecessor in not getting near enough attention. It's a shame, too, because the only other game I have to play right now is Resident Evil: Raccoon City Chronicles (or something like that) which has gotten almost universal derision.  

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