The new Duke Nukem game has finally been released, and early reviews are that it is poison. Destructoid, the only gaming blog I read anymore, gave it a 2/10. That's...that makes me sad. I have such fond memories of playing the original Duke Nukem 3D, with it's ribald humor, and run-and-gun mentality. I knew Duke Nukem Forever wouldn't live up to the hype - how could it? The hype was over ten years in the building - but I was really hoping for something more than what seems to have been released.
I've talked about this before, but that is always the case with nostalgia. We always want the things that were special in our memories to be just as special today. They aren't, and they never will be. That is why it doesn't matter to me that this new Duke Nukem game sucks. It doesn't take away from my memories of the first game, and no amount of backlash against Gearbox will make me think less of them for trying, and failing, to polish the DNF turd.
I don't really have anything else to talk about tonight. I've got one poem I've been working on whose quality wavers from "Brilliant!" to "Ugh, really?" depending on what day I read it. However, I'm giving it just one more day to simmer before I post it. In the meantime have a cute puppy video, and stupid tee shirt.
