I wish a cool dad had shown me Aliens when I was 11. I didn’t see it until my 20s, when its coolness was diluted by the thousand things I had seen or played that ripped it off.
When he did have time he always had to download updates on his PS3. Then the games required updates. Most of you understand the quandary: when you only have a spare hour of leisure time in your day, every second counts. A series of updates might actually ruin your planned night of gaming.
The modern gaming user experience is a nightmare of progress bars. Reminds me of this tweet I saw a few weeks ago:
Next-gen gaming pic.twitter.com/cP3sIKtv1u
— David Abrams (@CheapyD) January 16, 2015
Perhaps the most depressing explanation for the industry’s general silence, though, was that when a segment of your audience is threatening violence against your peers for speaking up, the rational response is to protect yourself and let them absorb the heat.
“If someone else is on fire and I try to go put her out, I’m just going to catch on fire myself,” one developer said.