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UNEXPECTEDLY INTERESTING RANT

02 December 2006

I fear that this, again, will not be the most elaborate or informative of rants. You see, I've gone from playing Twilight Princess every waking, free hour to writing about it every waking, free hour. That poses some limitations on how much time I have, to spend on Captain August and creating foofy rants. This weekend in particular, I have to churn out a six-page article before Monday morning and that isn't a walk in the park. Obviously I'm going completely nuts on this article; though I'm not going anywhere near the term New School Journalism because Consolevania's and VideoGaiden's Rab will most likely rape me through my pants and set fire to my still-twitching corpse if ever I dared utter such a pretentious claim.

Fortunately for me; it isn't so anyway. Granted, the piece has taken on an essay-like quality here and there but that's exactly what I want from games journalism. Far from having any false pretensions, I still like it if an article shows a bit of spirit and a trifle more consideration than just going through the motions with boring lists of graphics-gameplay-sound-score. That's not saying those are entirely devoid of raison-d',tre, but when making my stuff I'd like something that aspires to a bit more. So for this article on Twilight Princess I'm drawing some connections to stuff I've read and seen, reflecting a bit more on what's going on around the game instead of staying cooped up inside it like a good little xenophobe.

I think what's also an important pitfall I need to avoid is becoming overtly fanboyish. I'm not really a Zelda-fanboy anyhow, and I'd like to keep that objective quality when writing about it. But sometimes it's hard not to swerve when you've thought up an exquisitely worded compliment and you're just itching to bend the game to your review just so you can use it. Yes, people, I'm sort of the Tycho Brahe of my time, even though Tycho Brahe is of my time. I'm a prose-fetishist, self-confessed, sue me.

When next we meet, I will have written my article and proven myself, for better or worse. Till then, this is Captain August, or Marduk. But that's a discussion for another time.

Roderick.