Did they really need to call the next Fallout game Fallout: New Vegas?
I hope Bethesda realizes that the title is going to spawn months of coverage of this game from my stupid, uncreative gaming journo colleagues that includes some variation of the “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas” tourism slogan that was designed specifically so the fat Midwestern housewives who blow all their money on nickel slots can feel like they’re doing something deliciously verboten when they slap the ass of the unsuccessful actor earning two dollars over minimum wage to dress as a Roman centurion and cart troughs of day-glo booze to the table barely containing the giggling swarm of cellulite harpy friends they traveled down with in a futile bid to escape their hordes of idiot children and impotent, balding husbands.
Whatever. Bethesda just released the game’s first teaser trailer and it’s about what you’d expect aesthetics-wise, backed by a classy Sinatra tune. Watch this thing while I smoke away my rage at the Nevada Tourism Council.
Aaaah, Nex… I thought we’d moved away from the needlessy misanthropic commentary. You started out strong, but then your rage got the better of you. At least pick on people on that aren’t already pathetic. Fish and barrels and shooting; it’s just lazy.
OMG PEEEEEEE!!!!
Easy pickings, yeah, but I still think it’s fun to read. It’s just a post about a trailer, after all. And he spiced it up!
Dude. WallE got tall.