Kids and Guns

So Scott and I have been playing the F.E.A.R. demo on the computer recently. Let me tell you what, creepiest game ever. This game is actually scary. Take all those Asian-esque horror movies (The Ring, The Grudge) and put it in a first person shooter and you got a decent idea. You’re not shooting ghosts or anything, you’re hunting real people, but freaky stuff happens all around you. That on top of the fact that you can do bullet-time (slow things down Matrix Style) and amazing graphics… and don’t even get me started on the violent weapons. You have a rail gun that can peg/nail people to the wall, and another gun that just makes their skin explode off their body… woah. And the whole time there's a creepy dead/ghost child following you and giggling and walking in rivers of blood.

Isn’t it odd that I LOVE games like that, yet I get nauseous at the site of even my own blood. I can’t look at bloody spots on the interstate. I get queasy just driving by roadkill of any sort. I never look at the puncture site while I’m giving blood, and try everything just to avoid thinking about it. I try not to step on ants on the sidewalk. But in the game God of War the fact that you could rip a man in two or tear the wings off a flying monster and then break its neck was probably the coolest thing that Ro or I had ever seen in a game. Movie and Videogame violence is great, real life violence… not so much.

Weird?