Thirty Crowns For Mobile Games? Must Be Rubbish

Playing games on mobile phones has never really appealed to me. This lack of interest stems from two major niggles: screen size/resolution, and an uncomfortable control system.

While the latter has yet to be rectified, technology has allowed for impressively clear graphics on Jo’s and my current phone. And so, when Jo recently expressed an interest in downloading a game or two (two being my interpretation), I was only too glad to have a valid reason to challenge my prejudice.

Jo’s phone, the W900i

For Jo I found a conversion of one of the first, and best, puzzlers on the PSP: Lumines

A game reminiscent of Tetris, with loads of other new ideas thrown in, Lumines comes from the man behind the brilliant PS2 release, Rez. With this in mind, I knew it would offer an enjoyable game experience, as long as the conversion was decent.

So far, with the exception of the lack of decent (and interactive) music that the original offers, I’m impressed with the gameplay (though it’s still fiddly) and, in particular, the clarity and sharpness of the graphics. 1-0, then, to Mobile Phones vs Grouchy Jon.

And mine, the W800i

Next, for me, because I knew I’d easily get frustrated with a game that requires microcosmic manual dexterity, I chose Chess Master.

Now, I consider myself to be okay at chess. I have a good opening play, but start to show ineptitude when the game opens up, and then fuffle about thereafter with varying degrees of failiure; however, I’d still rate myself as average (bare this in mind).

To bring myself into the game, I first chose “Monkey” level (pfft!), the easiest, and won convincingly (Who’s your daddy?). Next up, “Child” (snigger), and…I’m being beaten like a schoolboy mischief in the 1920s.

There are eleven difficulty levels to choose from, and I’m being soundly rogered by an opponent that is two levels easier than “Beginner”. This is clearly a case of mistaken identity; I just said I was average, which to me means at least the equivalent of beginner. I am a shadow of the person I thought I was, and the only explanation I can find (ooh, a Carpenters song floats into my head) is that I simply do not have the time and concentration available to beat such a simple opponent.

Actually, that is a fair enough comment. I do rush through my game, because of either family or (currently) football interuptions, so I will give this a thumbs-up, though perhaps chess is not the best game to be testing the capabilities of today’s mobiles.

Footnote: I actually gained a stalemate in a “Child” match last night. And I should have won, had I not stupidly forced a draw.

He Probably Doesn’t Realise What A Marketing Dream He Is

A superstar, even before he opens his mouth.

We’ve been listening to Matisyahu today, and I must say it is absolutely fantastic; I bet Sony thought exactly the same thing when he walked through their doors:

Matisyahu: Hi, I’m Matisyahu.
Sony: And what do you do?
M: I sing.
S: (Sony people inwardly shake their heads, wondering how they could make such a bad decision)
M: (Waits, smiling)
S : You sing the Klezmer?
M: Umm, no.
S: (Bowing to stereotypical behaviour) But…but your Jewish, right?
M: Yep. Orthadox, that’s me.
S: So if you don’t sing the Klezmer, what is it you DO sing?
M: Reggae.
S: ($$$$$$) Here, Matis, please wipe your feet on my face.

And this was probably before they heard his music. I’m not particularly keen on Reggae, but his stuff rocks.

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Football Festivities

Hoorah, a double disappointment in the offing!

Sweden played England last night in the last group match of the World Cup. England had already qualified, having won their first two matches, and thanks to a satisfactory 2-2 result, Sweden join England in the play-offs, albeit against a potentially tougher team, Germany.

We had the pleasure of Chris and Tanya’s company. Freya immediately connected with Tanya, as she did the last time they came over, which was more than six months ago. Freya played with “Anna”, and drunk evening välling sitting next to her. Even Chris got a few hugs before Freya went to bed, just before the match.

At some point in the second half Chip and Samantha (video) Skyped us from London, so it became a real social event, especially since the alcohol was flowing nicely for all concerned.

Engrish School Blues

Freya is soon to take her first excursion into life without parents. In August she is to start pre-school, at the school we’d hoped – and almost didn’t get – she would be in.

Despite having put her name down soon after she was born, we received a letter a few months ago stating was no place for her.

Despondently, Jo put her name on the reserve list and, to our surprise, a vacancy became available. Our joy over this news comes from four reasons we wanted this placing:

1) Freya will get vegan food;
2) The school is bilingual;
3) The philosophy that guides the school is a more libertarian one;
4) It’s local.

We received a wad of papers when we attended the welcoming evening, in both Swedish and English. After reading through these many, many times, I do not know whether to laugh or cry: the English is appalling.

Here are some of the choice cuts (wrong spelling/grammar use underlined):

9.00 A shorter circle with some fruit

10.45 Circle time in responsible groups

17.30 The pre-school is closing

…your child and we…are going to experience exiting…things together.

…they are done to stimulate your childs’ language, give him/her a better understandig of it and to enrich his/hers vocabulary.

The children learn about themselfs.

Tag/label all the childrens’ clothes.

There are numerous other errors, though for the sake of preserving sanity I shall refrain from wasting valuable virtual space by including them.

I understand that these papers were translated by a Swede; one would think that a school that advertises its multi-lingual status would spend a little more time on first impressions.

Overall, though, I know Freya won’t suffer. The staff stick to their respective mother-tongues. I shall, however, be monitoring further communications with peeled eyes.

The Kind Of Winter I Enjoy Most

Beware: Interactive images may seriously damage your social-life.

A belated “Congratulations!” to the most fantastical MMORPG, Neverwinter Nights, which celebrated its fourth birthday yesterday. I have spent many an evening sat firmly in front of the computer, with beer in hand (though not literally (well, some of the time)), crushing various demi-humans and such.

I particularly enjoy that it is based on Dungeons and Dragons, a game I began playing when I was fifteen. I am also grateful for the opportunity it has given me to play with, and thus get to know, Leigh loads better.

And so, I found out today that NWN2 is to be available at the end of September. My Christmas list is already extensive, and there are six months to go.