A Generic Video Game Podcast About Rivalries
A perhaps-ly named conversation about video games between Anthony Ernst and Mollie L Patterson.
:: Episode 058 ::
Show Note: We talk about dive bars, Xbox Games Showcase 2024, an old rivalry re-ignites, ANOTHER old rivalry re-ignites, Nintendo Direct, Sonic turns 33, we read some of the wonderful things listeners have said about the show, and more!
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TomW3
July 22, 2024 — 23:37
I’m with you, Mollie; it’s about time that these fighting game characters mature and we see more depth and daring in their design and back stories. I do wish, however, that they would be a bit more daring with their women as they are their men; giving Chin Li a wrinkle or a gray hair or two would not go amiss, in my opinion. Still, I suppose I’ll take what I can get.
It would be nice to see some of these classic characters truly age with grace as their core fans who grew up with them also age. Are there any other games that you or Anthony can think of where this would be a welcome change, or are fighting games unique in this regard?
Thanks to both of you! Looking forward to your next episode!
fanofthesite
August 6, 2024 — 10:09
You’re not wrong; dive bars are disappearing rapidly. I know someone who works in the alcohol import industry and he says alcohol sales are down by almost 50% compared to 5 years ago and show no sign of improving, only further decline.
The culture is just different. The days of drunken labourers making up the mass of male society is gone. Coding is the new mass labour market and drinking is not conducive to mental endeavours. The dive bar is almost a throwback to western frontier times where men would stare at a wall and drink themselves into a stupor in solitude or violence. That entire way of thinking is almost non existent among everyone I know under the age of 25.
And it’s really for the better. That kind of life is completely worthless.
If you want to (though I can’t actually imagine why you would) watch something that could almost function as a documentary of the dying bar and its drying patrons, there’s a soul crushingly depressing movie called “The Iceman Cometh”. It’s like 4 hours long, and after watching it I never wanted to set foot into one of those places ever again.