Wednesday, May 24, 2006

 

The last straw


Sony. You and me.

We're through.

[PS3] Sony makes moves to stamp out lucrative second-hand market
Words: Matt Cundy

Wednesday 24 May 2006
High street games shops have been told by Sony that there will be no PS3 pre-owned sections in their stores as it will be illegal for customers to sell any next-gen PlayStation games that they've bought, retail sources have revealed to GamesRadar.

It seems that Sony is planning to adopt a licensing system that will mean gamers won't own the PS3 titles that they've paid money for. Instead, they will only be purchasing the licence to play the game and that the software itself will still be Sony property - meaning that the disc won't be the customer's to sell.

We assume that the thinking behind this move will ultimately be to stop PS3 games being resold several times - which currently snatches potential sales away from Sony - and to counter the impression in consumers' minds that games are only really worth their pre-owned price and are not worth buying new.

When we contacted Sony, it issued us with the following statement: "We have made all of the official announcements at E3 and cannot make any further comments at this time. We will be announcing more news running up to PlayStation 3's launch."


Monday, May 08, 2006

 

I need a break


I'm looking foward to Superman Returns. Sort of. I'm not expecting anything good anymore ever again from anything judging from this past month's experiences but something has to be good about it. It's the movie Singer chose to do instead of X3, but I REALLY wish he did X3 so he could've prevented seething bullshit like this. Don't click that if you actually want to avoid spoilers and "be surprised" for when you see it in theaters but the surprising thing about it looks like crap anyway so you might as well get it over with. Bite the bullet. Then load that bullet. Into a pistol. And blast a hole in your palm in hopes your new pain will overwrite the pain caused by that poisonous footage.

Remember Contact? With Jodie Foster and Matthew McCogngnahgaueughahey finding signs of extraterrestrial life through an old broadcast message of Hitler or something? I imagine that clip from X3 as the message we will really find. I imagine Jodie Foster and Matthew McConnahonnawhatthefuck finding that snowy footage, looking at each other with pained, disgusted snarls on their faces, the type of expressions on people you see walking out of a Penn Station bathroom - or anywhere in New York really - and throwing their arms up in the air in surrender only to have James Woods swoop down from a suspended ceiling chain and lop their arms off to use in his perverted James Woods rituals. Then, being the evil James Woods deviant he is, he sends them to space anyway but instead of Jodie Foster's benevolent dad - which was torturous to begin with - they're subjected to getting their heels drilled and filled with hot wax. Because of that clip.

I honestly, truly believe that with every fiber of my soul, with what little worth I have left as a human being on this earth.

...

I mean FUCK did that set come from 1985? Did Roger Avary write that witty banter? Is Brett Ratner really Joel Schumacher in disguise?

A fat hairy disguise?


Save us, Superman. Save me from this frustration and pain.





Friday, May 05, 2006

 

No butt, no glory


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