Monday 26 July, 2010
I began playing GTA not knowing what to expect. There was quite an uproar about it a few years ago, when violence in video games was especially controversial right after Columbine.
It's not the kind of game I usually play and the gameplay was a bit hard to figure out. I didn't know what to do to continue the story mode, so I ended up running aimlessly around the city getting shot at. I lost the bike right away and at one point I jumped off of a mountain. Needless to say, I didn't complete any missions and spent all of the time figuring out how the game worked.
The atmosphere of aggression and hostility was overpowering to the point that it seemed ridiculous. San Andreas seems to be populated entirely by characters who embody racial stereotypes (including, inexplicably, white people who all sound British or Australian) who shout at each other and pull guns if you stick around too long. I wouldn't presume to have the ultimate knowledge of good and evil or anything, so I wouldn't call this game immoral or unethical per se, but it definitely skirts the edge of good taste.
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