I think it’s completely awesome that Got-Next has swept up the blogging revolution into their collective hand. Being here since September of last year, I saw this site before it’s redesign and NOW before it was allowing blogs. I’ve always felt that Chris Scantleberry was a genius though. One of those eccentric geniuses, but one none the less.

I had the chance to sit down and play some of the new XMen game for the Xbox yesterday. A friend was playing it when I came over and when I had comfortably sat upon the couch, he was weaving Nightcrawler in and out of a strange basement-looking-thing. I was kind of interested because they had gone away from the styling of the movie and turned the cells FROM the movie, into a comic book style. I liked it, then again — I’m a comic book fangirl. My friend stepped away and he told me to play it for a bit, and starting over from the beginning, I picked up the controller.

I still hate platform games. This hasn’t changed. Just because I’m playing one again and not because I’m reviewing it, it doesn’t mean my love is steadfast and true. If you can’t understand that, fuck off.

Anyways, I start over in what seems to be the tutorial stages. Wolverine is chastising himself and Iceman through the Danger Room levels. Wolverine’s fighting style wasn’t revolutionary and I couldn’t fault them on it, because he’s fucking Wolverine. What else do they expect him to do? Knit? He’s got claws and that’s about it. Superhuman healing and all that crap, but he can’t really do anything too new. He’s always been the claw guy. Cyclops is the laserbeam-eye-guy, Storm is the Brr-windy-cold guy and Wolverine is the snickety-snang-guy. It’s just the formula. I didn’t make it up. It’s just how it is.

So, I’m playing it and I’m not too impressed. It’s a bit too simplistic. The formula was to kill the bad guys, try out your buttons and move on. With Iceman, it was to play Quidditch (I’m not joking, it was the same as playing Quidditch World Cup.) through a series of little blue hoops and then put out fires with your cool ice ray. There were some flying idiots around there too, but they were easily dispatched with a B press. So, no big deal there.

When I actually got the chance to play as Nightcrawler, I was expecting more retarded-let-us-underreact-to-our-target-audience crap. I flashed around a bit, teleported all over things and gathered little bits of technology along the way. True, I’m a jackass and I was teleporting when I didn’t have to — but it was the coolest part of the game so far! Can you blame me? The music was more recycled Xmen music and while I was already pissed off at the fact it was a platform game, you can’t gather impressions of the game off me. I’m not the person to come to if you’re like… “Hey, how is that new Xmen game?” because all you’ll hear me say is: “It’s a fucking platform game.” and I’ll walk away. I might mutter under my breath about Chicken Little, or I’ll throw things at you from afar. It’s a toss-up.

Anyways, so I played that game. I played it and still it didn’t dampen my excitement to go see the movie this Friday. Why? Because I’m a goddamn fangirl and everyone just needs to leave me alone about it.

Psh.