9:15 PM:We’ve managed to set ourselves up right between the bank of monitors playing Halo 3… and the bar. On one side are constant gunfire and even more constant cursing. On the other side is a constant offering of booze and hors d'oeuvres. People are wandering over to our corner of laptops and acting completely bewildered at the sight of typing and video editing. All these tech-savvy web editors are consuming so much alcohol and so much Halo that even the sight of Microsoft Word blows their minds. We promised you a crazy night... you got one.
9:45 PM: Relief. After talking to some other folks nearby, we can confirm that we’re not alone. This game is friggin’ confusing. Other than the assault rifle and the Spartan laser, we’re never sure exactly what weapon we’re wielding. Often, we won’t figure it out until we’re in the middle of a battle and we start pulling the trigger. The guns all look the same! This has always been somewhat of a problem with Halo, but when it’s dark and you don’t have an instruction manual, things get extra convoluted.
9:55 PM: Despitethe criticisms, our main impression so far is... freedom. We didn't realize it until now, but after a year of Gears and GRAW, we're totally sick of stealth and cover and moody rain-soaked atmosphere. Finally, we can run. Finally, we can jump. Finally, we can drive around like madmen, crashing into every other rock. Finally, we can zip around in bright and shiny rainbow armor. Halo is back and, regardless of our reservations, it feels damn good.
9:15 PM:We’ve managed to set ourselves up right between the bank of monitors playing Halo 3… and the bar. On one side are constant gunfire and even more constant cursing. On the other side is a constant offering of booze and hors d'oeuvres. People are wandering over to our corner of laptops and acting completely bewildered at the sight of typing and video editing. All these tech-savvy web editors are consuming so much alcohol and so much Halo that even the sight of Microsoft Word blows their minds. We promised you a crazy night... you got one.
9:45 PM: Relief. After talking to some other folks nearby, we can confirm that we’re not alone. This game is friggin’ confusing. Other than the assault rifle and the Spartan laser, we’re never sure exactly what weapon we’re wielding. Often, we won’t figure it out until we’re in the middle of a battle and we start pulling the trigger. The guns all look the same! This has always been somewhat of a problem with Halo, but when it’s dark and you don’t have an instruction manual, things get extra convoluted.
9:55 PM: Despitethe criticisms, our main impression so far is... freedom. We didn't realize it until now, but after a year of Gears and GRAW, we're totally sick of stealth and cover and moody rain-soaked atmosphere. Finally, we can run. Finally, we can jump. Finally, we can drive around like madmen, crashing into every other rock. Finally, we can zip around in bright and shiny rainbow armor. Halo is back and, regardless of our reservations, it feels damn good.
