I just started playing The Suicide of Rachel Foster on the Personal Computer and I am having a real hard time with the game that I am thinking of quitting it. For those who are not familiar with the title, it's about a woman who has to check out an old hotel she inherited from her father and finding herself trapped there because of a severe Montana winter storm. So you can probably guess one of the reasons for my struggle. Yes, finding myself alone in an a large, abandoned hotel is beyond creepy. The surround mix is phenomenal as you get to hear all the shuffles and creaks from every corner of the hotel while the beautiful graphics really portrays both a sense of beauty and desolation. Here's something you probably didn't expect however, more than the fear of finding what is lurking around the next corner, the most troubling thing to me about this game thus far is how stupid and dense the main character truly is.
Imagine this. Your lawyer instructed you to find the master key of the hotel in the main owner suite, and you found it in your childhood bedroom next to an odd wireless phone. On your way there, you noticed that a couple of axes are missing from their displays. Then, a guy who claims to be some kind of state official calls you on that weird phone to tell you that he's there to help you with issues with the hotel per the instruction from your lawyer and he seems pretty insistent for you know that he is stationed far away from the hotel. Notice that this game supposedly takes place in the late 1980s or 1990s - the sound quality of the call is crystal clear and perfect. The guy seems to be so quick to want to be friendly with you, even calling you by your first name. I know, if I were in her shoes, I would be out of that hotel. Nicole did hurry up to leave but only because she wanted to beat the storm before she got snowed in. Suddenly, the car key is missing and the guy tells you on the phone not to worry, that the key will eventually turn up. You know by now, anyone with even a slight amount of intelligence would have hung up the phone after cursing the motherfucker, find any weapon within reach, and whether go die out there in the snowstorm, look all over the hotel for the ax murderer, or barricade themselves somewhere until the storm subsides. Guess what Nicole Wilson did? She warmed up to the guy, even flirting with him. What. The. Fuck. Even if this horribly suspicious guy ended up being nothing more than a red herring by the end of the game, Nicole Wilson is still a complete idiot. The fact that she went to the hotel alone is very telling of course. It's hard to play a game when you don't agree with the character you are controlling.
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