August 2004

08/20/2004

Demonstration

by Matthew Edward Hawkins

Earlier this evening was “Demo Night”, an event co-produced by the New York and New Jersey chapters of the IGDA. It was a chance for local talents to show off their games… so naturally, a few folks were assuming I’d have one on-hand myself. Unfortunately, I didn’t, even though I really should have. But this isn’t the place to really go into very personal business, so…

Anyhow, quite a few games were demoed, some good, some not. Perhaps the best one were a pair of titles produced by Large Animal, which is not only located in the heart of Manhattan (and just four blocks away from my former digs at Ubi Soft NY, which is now home to the ever growing Gameloft) but who’s offices they were lending for the event. Also, its where Coray Seifert works, who’s not only the IGDA NJ co-coordinator, but an all around super nice guy (I met him last month at the Game Engine 2 event).

The first one was TeamUp, in which you control three girls, each with a unique ability (one can jump, one can push, and one can throw), in puzzle-based levels. It?s simple and cute, and had a rather gameLab-ish vibe. The second one was RocketBowl, which can be best described as a combination of bowling and miniature golf. It?s a 3D title, has a 50?s vibe, and seems to have a ton of potential.

Other standouts include The Adventures of El Ballo, a rather keen looking side scroller for OS X and the latest game from Jonah Warren. I first met Jonah at Gamer?s Nite Groove from just a few weeks ago who had his Full Body Games installation on hand (I even got to play a bit of Two Touch). For tonight, he showed off Organsim, a super simple, but super brilliant puzzler (which once again, felt like a gameLab title, especially Blix).

An outfit called Thup showed off Avatar Prom, a community based game in which one takes a date to the dance and must face off against stuck up ?haters? in a turn based, Japanese RPG-ish fashion. It was produced for The N (God I miss that channel and their Pete & Pete reruns) and is apparently super popular, though it was easy to tell why.

But it was a bit awkward to watch since the game before it, Popularity High, was almost exactly the same thing. Produced by a much smaller team (and with far less money? actually none), it?s another community based game in which a player must create their own persona (though Avatar Prom had a far more robust and customizable means), and become the most popular.

Unfortunately, in addition to being far more polished, Avatar High just seemed liked more fun; not only was there more to do, the core gameplay made totally sense, whereas I simply could figure out how Popularity High?s own dancing based gameplay worked. Also, the fact that Avatar High, a game backed by the billion dollar Viacom corporation, and is aimed at 14 year old girls, features mostly lesbian couples (as said before, it?s a community based, and since it?s almost all girls?) is pretty damn awesome. But I still felt bad for the guy behind Popularity High as the Thup people wowed the audience with their super polished product (especially when they showed off the animation editor).

As for the rest of the event, it was the normal smoozing and boozing one would expect from an IGDA meet. Saw some old faces (a few I was glad to see again, and others I knew this time to avoid) and met some new ones. Even a few students from my class came out to the event. One I had believed to be a fellow member of the Gaming Age Forums, but had never asked if he was, till tonight (he claimed to have been waiting forever for me to make the connection). The other simply made me drop my beer, but the bottle landed right side up, which even I have to admit was pretty impressive.

The addition of the Jersey crew certainly gave things a bit of a different feel; almost everyone that I talked to from that side of the fence were quite friendly and approachable, and not all overly cynical and stand-offish like some of my New York ?brothers?. Speaking off, some of the more notorious, headache inducing members were there, and in full effect, ready to brag to anyone about whatever stupid project they?re working on, which they always claim is guaranteed to push X number of units, is making their V.C.?s salivate, and is purportedly going to come out for PS2 and Xbox.

Two standouts from the Jersey side include a really nice (and cute) girl who writes occasionally for IGN and a guy who was pretty loud and honest when offering his two cents regarding the games demoed and the other people in attendance. I liked this guy so much that I offered him a job; the other game design teacher at SVA is stepping down, so I offered to help find a replacement, and this person seemed to fit the bill. He too was annoyed by the amount of lip service that was going around (almost all from NY folks, of course) and the current state of game academia (and hence why I feel he would make a great instructor; he actually gives a shit if students who study the subject are actually learning game design).

It?s no secret that I?m rather annoyed and disappointed by many on the New York side of things (hence why I?m not exactly a popular person in certain circles), and tonight?s event, in which I finally got to interact with the Jersey members simply re-enforced what I?ve been saying for a long time. That is, if the New York game development community wants to thrive, they had better start acting like they?re in one, by becoming more aware of what?s going on and start supporting each other, instead of staying in their little corners of the room. Lord knows I?m getting tired of talking about issues and having no one seem to even care, to the point where I now go to the NJ IGDA forums for any sort of discussion instead of the NY forum (which Coray finds pretty funny).

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08/18/2004

“Hey Look! It’s Batman!”

by Matthew Edward Hawkins

At the Cryptic Press/Yaytime! Forum, the “other Raina”… Raina Telgemeier… asked everyone to share their worst middle school experiences (whereas Raina?s is chronicled via her web comic Smile), which I was more than happy to do, and figured I?d pass them along here.

But here?s the thing? unlike most people, I actually enjoyed middle school. Granted, I was perhaps the biggest nerd in my grade and most jocks thought I was a wimp (well, I was), plus most girls ignored me (though I was too shy at the time to notice). But being the resident artist gave me some cool points, and for the most part, I was able to disarm any insults or putdowns with some witticisms, which eventually garnered me some respect in most circles.

Also, I was far too entrenched in comics, video games, movies, and television to really care about the world; at this point, it was the golden age of TV for me… Twin Peaks, Liquid Television, Ren & Stimpy, the original Ben Stiller Show, TMNT, and the Idiot Box, to name just a few, were still on the air. Videos on MTV were still good at this point. Letterman was at this top form on Late Night. SNL had the awesome classic late 80?s/early 90?s cast. Plus HA! the first comedy network had just premiered, which meant nothing but classic Eddie Murphy SNLs on for 24/7. I used to repeat his ?Buckwheat Sings? routine over and over again for friends.

My junior high was also really weird, though it really couldn?t help itself. I grew up in the town of Lakewood, which was a small suburb of Tacoma, Washington (and has since become it?s own city). I lived in the Steilacoom part of Lakewood, which is most noteworthy for Western State, a mental ward. Western State was always just a few miles away, and it?s patients, at least the docile ones that they let roam the streets in the afternoon, were everywhere. But there were some really crazy, and sometimes dangerous folks as well, and they?d sometimes escape. So needless to say, always being just a few miles from the state mental hospital certainly set the tone for my entire childhood.

Also, I somehow managed to avoid taking many classes and instead worked as a student assistant at the front office and library, which meant virtually no homework for years straight.

Anyway, in no particular order, here are ten of my favorite memories…

1. In gym class, me and my friends John and Doug would always “forget our gym clothes”, which meant we had to sit and not be able to participate for the day. So while everyone was embarrassing themselves while playing dodgeball, my friends and I simply read Calvin and Hobbes and talked about SCTV.

2. The time Andy, the Boy Scout with a major chip on his shoulder got pissed and started yelling at me for not calling him by his self-appointed nickname, Pee-Wee.

3. Again in gym class, the times when both aerobics tapes (Sweatin’ to the Oldies and Jane Fonda workout… Thursday was aerobic day and it was so lame) somehow got Batman taped over them.

4. Once I was working in the library and these two other girls I was also working with were talking about the previous night’s Beverly Hills 90210, in which a major character killed himself. I guess I didn’t hear the part when one said to the other “Don’t tell me who it is, I taped it last night but didn’t see it” or something to the effect and simply blurted out the person’s identity (I never watched the show except that one night… guess nothing else was on) and one girl started crying and locked herself in the periodicals room for almost an hour.

5. In home economics class, I was giving advice on how to beat Metroid (I was always known as the kid who knew how to beat any video game) and the person I was talking to was so distracted, he put a whole stack of towels on an open stove and a fire ensued.

6. Also in home ec. my teacher always brought her 3 year old daughter into class, and how she would always get inside an oven.

7. The time we all figured out who the stinky kid in our school was, once those shirts that changed colors with sweat became the rage.

8. Another gym class memory: that friend John was such a druggie, he would drink half a bottle of NyQuil every time we had to run a mile.

9. Playing basketball with the cafeteria workers while on break from my office assistant duties. Plus they always gave me all the tater tots I ever wanted. Occasionally my friend Tim and the custodial staff, whom Tim was a student assistant for, would join in a game or two.

10. And finally the time, again as an office assistant, I had to call the police to inform them that a mental hospital patient was on the roof of the junior and heating the hell out of the Doppler Weather satellite. When they got him down, his hands were all bloody and raw.

? Oh! And I can?t forget Curtis, the gooney kid who was 6 foot 5, had a full moustache while most of us was just starting puberty, was developmentally slow, wore the same zipped up gray sports jacket, always carried a pencil in his hand (but no books), and was always angrily muttering underneath is breath (?? Hmrph?Stupid fuckin? homework,? Math is stupid? Hmrph??). Well one guy who was constantly giving me shit (which no one dared to do, since Curtis looked like he could kick anybody?s ass) stole his pencil, so Curtis reacted by grabbing him by the neck, throwing him against the lockers, taking his pencil back, and stabbing the kids in the shoulder.

And also, there was lovable Mr. Ling, who didn?t speak English very well and muttered some classic lines, but his ?Why don?t you go outside and rub against the bushes!? will always live forever (trust me, you had to be there). Poor guy? tired so hard to warm up to us, but his decision to show up the first day of class in his old K-Mart uniform was a very bad move.

Then there?s Mrs. Hooker and her big fucking metal spoon which she used to hit students in the hands with if they disobeyed. Plus she had this big stupid poster of Neil Diamond in her classroom, you could bribe her and get your grade raised if you got her chocolate, and how she once told me after doing poorly in a written exam, ?You will never be a good writer. Never.?

Plus there?s? so much more really. And believe it or not, high school was actually stranger.

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08/18/2004

(Dinosaur… or Robot) Battle Royale

by Matthew Edward Hawkins

So staying on the topic of shitty films, the first details regarding Jurassic Park 4 has just been revealed, and man…. are they ever fucking insane. In a nutshell…

It all starts with some kids and their parents get attacked by dinosaurs at a little league game. It’s revealed that this the first such attack in America, following similar instances south of the border, so a task force is created by the UN to deal with the situation. Thus we meet the hero of the film (not sure if he’s head of the task force or is the task force), some hard lucked mercenary who’s in charge with finding the solution. It isn’t long till he finds the man who created Jurassic Park (you know… Richard Attenborough’s character?) who wants to offer some help.

He reveals that his crew of scientists want to develop a new breed of dinosaurs to eradicate the ones that are in the wild and causing damage. Problem is, he’s in a ton of trouble for letting the first batch get loose (from part 1) and the UN has banned all dino breeding, as well as all activities related to it, like getting the necessary DNA to work with. So this guy is asked to go to Jurassic Park and get some genetic material… remember that shaving cream can which housed some amber that Newman stole? About fucking time they addressed that plot point.

So the guy goes to the island, and is not only attacked by dinosaurs, but the Swiss. They kidnap and take him to a medieval castle in the Alps, which is their HQ. It revealed that a Swiss company now owns and runs Jurassic Park and they’re developing their own breed of super dinosaurs. Not only are these new dinos super strong, super fast, and have super senses, but they have a bit of dog DNA in them so they can be obey their human masters, and even human DNA so they can be smarter than the average dinosaur. Plus they have human like hands and fingers, and even wear body armor, all to help them kill bad guys and save children. Don’t forget their names: Achilles, Hector, Perseus, Orestes, and Spartacus.

Gee… sounds familiar, doesn’t it?

Anyhow, Spielberg is apparently behind the project 100%, and has even been quoted as saying he wanted the “mother of all ideas for this sequel”. The genius behind the story if Spielberg himself, who then handed it off to Bill Monahan, who’s an up and coming script writer. Then his first draft was handed off to… get this… John Sayles (?!?!), which is actually not all that weird since he used to be well regarded for his script doctoring skills, plus used to do exploitation flicks (my personal favorite has to be Piranha).

Bare in mind, all this information is from Ain’t It Cool News, which I personally hate. Well not so much the site, but the goon behind it (look up the term “blithering, idiot fan-boy” in the dictionary, and you’ll see a pic of Harry Knowles). But despite my views towards his opinions, he track record for reporting the facts is fairly decent. So with that in mind…

… If any of this is true, then all I can say is this film will either be the one that causes God to step and completely obliterate Hollywood or be the film that makes God come down and give Spielberg for creating the greatest film on earth.

And despite my personal feelings towards him (don’t get me started on Saving Private Ryan or A.I.) but since the fate of the live-action Transformers film rests on his shoulders, I pray that God give him the insight to make it good.

Oh, and speaking of robots fighting robots, there was a robot fighting contest that took place in Japan recently. I’ve been trying like crazy to find videos of the event, but had no such luck. That was until a coworker passed along this article which has a couple. So folks… the future is officially now, and it’s just a matter or time when we’ll all be bowing down to our robot slave masters. Time suck up to your iPods and DVD players now.

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