My PC is stout. A 3.2ghz Quad core, 8gb RAM, GeForce 7950 SLI (x2) beast with a raptor managing triple boot, 2tb of SATA storage and a 1000 watt PSU to keep the cheesy blue cathodes and 8 case fans humming wildly in PC mod rapture. I can run any game at any resolution (yes, even with the months old 7950s) at hundreds of FPS. It makes little girls cry, old men shit themselves and, if the moon is just right, can grab hold of the minds of all within a forty block radius and twist them to my devious desires.
So I guess it only makes sense then that I bought Bioshock for the 360.
I was given a choice, you see. The PC version was right there next to the xBox version on the special Bioshock end-cap at my local blue-shirt-crap-shack. The hardware requirements were paltry in light of the aforementioned rig and I have long held that the only way an FPS can be properly played is with a mouse and keyboard, or keyboard analogue. Why then did I choose the 360 disc?
This choice represents a turning point for me. It actually, I believe, may be representative of a turning point for many adult gamers. Not Bioshock specifically, but any major release loosed on both a major console and the PC.
In actuality the choice came down to ease of use. I have been working fairly long hours recently and would like to just drop in the disc, plop down on the couch and kick some Big Daddy ass. I’ve tested the ‘ease of use’ theory on a few forums and was met with an immediacy of flame not unlike a flash forest fire. Somehow playing it on the 360 takes away my hardcore status; with the PC gamers, that is. They hold that it is just as easy to plop the disc in to the beast and load her up on my dual 21s. I hold that this is absolute bullshit. There is install, resolution flux,DRM, server reg… all of those things I used to put up with for the ‘hardest of the hardcore’ moniker. They all take time, man. Too much time. Time I could be using to blast splicers!
The fact of the matter is that gaming is more accessible to the console user. Luckily I can geek out to Crysis, when it comes out, in fully ridiculous PC glory, but what does that actually get me in the end?
I leave you with a philosophical question I have been bandying about with:
Have you ever owned a gamepad for your PC? Deep down inside – really deep down – didn’t you wish it just plain worked? Doesn’t your console?