So, for long time fans of GOA, you’ll know that whilst I’ve always bloody loved gaming, there is one game that forever remain at the core of my gaming heart.
(and I don’t think I’m the lone ranger here) – Goldeneye 007.
As I’ve explained in the podcast before, this is the game I dodged for a little while back in the day. “I don’t like James Bond movies, why would I like this?”
How wrong I was. I ended up hiring it from the video store (remember video stores) and 2 hours later, I’d returned said hire because I had already gone to the shop to buy the game outright.
That’s right. One game with my brother and we immediately went and bought it.
So, fast forward 25 or so years, and I’m still gaming, 4, 5 times a week.
And, frankly, I’m starting to suck. My most recent game has been Modern Warfare, which I did “okay” in, generally. I’m pretty sure my shortcomings are due to bloody lag.
The other game I’m dabbling in, from time to time, is a little game called Fortnite. And, oh yes, I completely suck at that game.
(yes, I know. I’m not a 12 year old kid. Why am I playing that stupid game?)
Maybe this will help clear that question up?
WATCH:
Here’s the thing. Modern Warfare death matches aren’t too dissimilar from the classic Goldeneye. Better resolution, a shitload more smooth and less body armour, but for all intents and purposes, they’re samey same.
Fortnite, though. Now that’s a game that’s probably too far gone now for old gamers like me.
I’ve been schooled in that bloody game for about three years now, by all sorts of young punks. I am shithouse at it because I apply a Goldeneye mentality to the game, and not a Fortnite mentality.
- Goldeneye Mentality: Shoot, dodge and shoot (and hit the body armour)
- Fortnite Mentality: Shoot, build, build, shoot, build, build, shield up, build, shoot
I just can’t bloody do it! And my K/D ratio (or whatever Fortnite’s equivalent is) suggests as much.
However, on a night where I recently hooked up with my old Goldeneye mates for a trip down memory lane, playing Team Deathmatch and Solo Deathmatch on the classic N64 game, I found my mate’s two teenage sons watching intently.
I watched them sit down to play the game, as we retired to share a bottle of red.
After watching them struggle with the concept of the joystick, the resolution, the frame rate, the weapons AND the concept of Oddjob, I finally entered the fray as they battled away in a solo match.
Their comments were hilarious.
“OMG, I can’t tell if that’s a bullet mark or a remote mine”
“What the? This shotgun is shit!”
“OMG, have you seen the opening? It’s so lame and the characters are all blocky!”
A bit of light hearted banter back at them (“don’t get bitter boys, get better“), and the result was a comprehensive win for yours truly!
Gee whiz, I enjoyed it and the boys took my over-celebration and good, old fashioned trash talk with good humour. At least I think they did.
(they’ve probably Tik-Tokked about how lame their dad’s weird friend is)
I’ve thought about my victory a bit and I think the reason I enjoyed it so much is because, frankly, gaming has recently found me out to be an old man of the game (pun intended).
This game. This glorious game. It took me back to a time when I dominated! Bloody hell, it’s been a while!
In any case, it was all a bit of fun and I implore anyone, who like me, hammered that beautiful Goldeneye game to death back in the day, pull out the old N64 and take on a kid. I guarantee you’ll be better for the experience and, hey, you’re teaching young gamers about history! That’s got to be a good thing!
