The best way to articulate how I feel – this is a game that has charm, both in its solid (for the time) audio/visual presentation, and in its complete disregard for you, your life, and whether or not you’re having fun. And somehow it works?
I’m starting to regret my incredible ability to make endlessly poor decisions for myself. Mummy Wednesdays (why not Mummy Mondays? Did I curse it?) have not gone as smoothly as advertised.
There’s a line, conveniently in the sand, that I dare not cross. My integrity is rock solid, my resolve steel (or was that reserve), my dignity incorruptible. Well, unless I get bored and don’t know what I’m doing.
GoldenEye!
Well, now that that’s out of the way, we can discuss 1999’s 007: Tomorrow Never Dies, in which James Bond skis, teabags, and YouTubes his way to victory. I think that may not be 100% accurate.