I want games that can whisk me away to other worlds and inspire me with the kind of fantastic stories and characters that kept me from leaving my room for most of my childhood. But I'm losing faith.
What I find fascinating is that occasionally Hollywood will crank out a beautifully made film that is received with universal praise but whose moral is just utterly bizarre.
I don't know how soon (people who write about future trends are not in fact claiming to be time-traveling wizards), but some staples of 'manliness' are going away forever.
Like many of you, a love of gadgets is what I have instead of a soul. So when I say that 2013 was the year consumer tech completely ran out of ideas, I'm not coming at this like a Luddite.
We're living in the glorious golden age of civilization and that life is improving for the species at a dizzying rate not even hippies could have hoped for in their smelliest dreams.
I play games for the same reason you do: because killing is the only thing that makes the headaches go away. But the more I see, the more I think game companies don't understand us at all.
