Since the moment I knew my house was no good, my Jeep too loud, Urban centers too crowded, I've been in love with the walking dead.
Let me ask you, have you ever planned your own escape in the event of a zombie apocalypse? Well I have. And just about every other guy I know. It's real fer serious.
Biohazard / Resident Evil was where it all began for me. I remember finding it when searching through the Sears catalog when I was just a wee lad looking for a shiny new game to play on my brand new Playstation console. You know, the giant gray pancake of a console with the super large power and open buttons that sounded like it was grinding metal when loading the game disks. Yeah that's the one. Classic. I didn't get Resident Evil, instead I bought Metal Gear Solid, that other game I've come to adore so much. I started my Resident Evil series with Resident Evil 2 as Leon S. Kennedy, the awkward young rookie before he became this idolized heart throb for Resident Evil fan girls. It was the scariest thing a boy my age could of ever played... I remember in the opening sequence making it into the gunshop with the unnamed attendant, too afraid to leave until the point where a handful of zombies burst through the windows and devoured that poor, poor, overweight man. After 2 I was officially hooked.
When 3 came out it was all about Jill Valentine. Running around in a miniskirt and tube top isn't what I'd call smart, but who cares... she was hot. I played the game for months taking my time to creep around Raccoon City partially because I was so scared. Every day in reading class Austin and I would sit at our table and instead of doing the assignment Mrs. Derring gave us we'd talk about RE3. Then I'd rush home to play through what Austin talked about and when I'd get stuck I'd run to the old family computer and email him in-depth scenarios, asking what I should do next and sit there staring at the screen, refreshing the email over and over waiting to get a response. Then I'd go play some more.
I didn't play the original Resident Evil game for a long while. In fact the first time I ever played through the first story was at a friend's birthday party, infamous for a certain carboard refrigerator box. It wasn't the original, it was actually the remake made for the Gamecube but it was beautiful. Jill was hotter than ever and actually wearing something practical :D though they obviously added boob physics... I played as Chris Redfield because I thought he was a badass. Still do. For me Resident Evil is a legacy of my childhood and barring all of those terrible movies they made (1st one was the only decent one) it's something I think has progressed to change the face of gaming. RE4 made major waves with it's release and turned the series on it's head and was brilliant. Now that this final chapter is coming out the original story arc will finally start to see some closure; something I've been waiting to see for awhile. And I'll finally get to repraise the role of one of my favorite RE characters, Chris Redfield.
Let me ask you, have you ever planned your own escape in the event of a zombie apocalypse? Well I have. And just about every other guy I know. It's real fer serious.
Biohazard / Resident Evil was where it all began for me. I remember finding it when searching through the Sears catalog when I was just a wee lad looking for a shiny new game to play on my brand new Playstation console. You know, the giant gray pancake of a console with the super large power and open buttons that sounded like it was grinding metal when loading the game disks. Yeah that's the one. Classic. I didn't get Resident Evil, instead I bought Metal Gear Solid, that other game I've come to adore so much. I started my Resident Evil series with Resident Evil 2 as Leon S. Kennedy, the awkward young rookie before he became this idolized heart throb for Resident Evil fan girls. It was the scariest thing a boy my age could of ever played... I remember in the opening sequence making it into the gunshop with the unnamed attendant, too afraid to leave until the point where a handful of zombies burst through the windows and devoured that poor, poor, overweight man. After 2 I was officially hooked.
When 3 came out it was all about Jill Valentine. Running around in a miniskirt and tube top isn't what I'd call smart, but who cares... she was hot. I played the game for months taking my time to creep around Raccoon City partially because I was so scared. Every day in reading class Austin and I would sit at our table and instead of doing the assignment Mrs. Derring gave us we'd talk about RE3. Then I'd rush home to play through what Austin talked about and when I'd get stuck I'd run to the old family computer and email him in-depth scenarios, asking what I should do next and sit there staring at the screen, refreshing the email over and over waiting to get a response. Then I'd go play some more.
I didn't play the original Resident Evil game for a long while. In fact the first time I ever played through the first story was at a friend's birthday party, infamous for a certain carboard refrigerator box. It wasn't the original, it was actually the remake made for the Gamecube but it was beautiful. Jill was hotter than ever and actually wearing something practical :D though they obviously added boob physics... I played as Chris Redfield because I thought he was a badass. Still do. For me Resident Evil is a legacy of my childhood and barring all of those terrible movies they made (1st one was the only decent one) it's something I think has progressed to change the face of gaming. RE4 made major waves with it's release and turned the series on it's head and was brilliant. Now that this final chapter is coming out the original story arc will finally start to see some closure; something I've been waiting to see for awhile. And I'll finally get to repraise the role of one of my favorite RE characters, Chris Redfield.
