When was the last time you got your hopes up about one of your own false travels? Pick something; maybe it was a movie or a TV show. Perhaps a comic that you’d been anticipating, or a book that was finally being released after an absurdly long break in the series. Or, maybe, just maybe, it was a video game.

There’s my problem child right there. I’ve gotten my heart broken by more video games than I can remember, and if you’re anything more than a casual gamer, I’m sure you have, too. You know how the cycle goes, and it holds more or less true with pretty much any of the media mentioned above. In the name of focus, we’re going stick to video games today. Better people have written more words, many times about disappointment in those other fields.

Maybe you’re wondering why I’m bringing this up now, and if you’ve been here before, you might already see where I’m going with this. I’m talking of course about Brink, the most recent game to break my heart. And it is one hell of a break. I ate up the marketing material so voraciously for Brink that I’m still trying to get it out of my system. People tell me how un-fun the game is, and I find myself almost jumping to its defense before I realize that they are right.

The revolution that changed nothing

Maybe you weren’t following Brink, and didn’t have anything invested in it. Maybe you don’t know anything about the game. Briefly, I’ll summarize what went wrong. READ MORE »