By Mr Biffo
What you are about to read has been written by Mr Biffo, the creative force behind the 90s Teletext videogames magazine Digitiser. He now runs the show at digitiser2000.com.
Virtual Reality, then. I wasn’t sold. I mean, I was there back in the day. Back when Virtuality arcade machines were our only option when it came to VR. I remember the eye-strain, the public humiliation, the way VR was never quite as good as its promise.
The Lawnmower Man has a lot to answer for, by raising expectations that the technology was unable to reward. I have still, 20 or so years later, never had a surreal erotic encounter with somebody’s disturbing molten chrome avatar.
That, I think, left a stain, a prejudice, which meant that I’ve resisted VR even as it sped towards me with the momentum and subtlety of a freight train driven by a shrieking goat.
I’ve clung to my long-held beliefs like a moist security blanket. I told myself that VR’s blindfold would put people off, that it was too unsociable a technology. That not enough regular folk would want to play games with a bucket on their sweaty heads. I told myself it was too …read more
Source:: techradar.com – Gaming
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