The City of Columbia, nestled in the sky.
Once the blood began to spill, I knew, that many more would die.
Spent the first waking hours of 2015 playing BioShock Infinite for the first time. The first thirty minutes of the game are breathtaking. Religious and cult-like symbolism, politics run amok, and haunting hymns echoed in my headphones. Wandering the streets of the floating utopia, the sun soaking the streets, I knew that all was not right. One man, Comstock, has built a cult around himself and his family. His daughter, it seems, is the key to salvation. I want to throw up and yet I continue to take in the scene.
My time in the city turns violent the moment I chose not to throw a baseball at an interracial couple. Blood spills in the most violent fashion. At first, I am shocked. A button press or two later, I am repeating the violent action for self preservation. So much blood.
At this point I realize that many more will die by my hands. Just who is the protagonist I play as, a mass murderer?
The world and story of Infinite are engrossing. I like the contrast of darkness versus light; Acts of violence committed in a sunlit world.
Not sure if I am going to pick up the full game when I finish the demo. But if I do, you’ll know.
Oh yeah, Happy New Year!