During a recent conversation with a Valve-loving friend of mine, I made a fleeting remark about anxiously awaiting Portal humor to become passé. His first reaction was disbelief. He immediately asked me what I have against Portal.
Let me be clear. I LOVE Portal. I think it was a very successful experiment in the way a game can be made...and while I won't say that it's my favorite videogame, I will say that it is one of the very few titles (perhaps the only title) that I can think of with absolutely no outstanding flaws.
Unfortunately, as I see it, Portal falls under a despairing category of subjects that have been cheapened by the fans. Maybe it's just me...maybe I find it easier to love something the more obscure it is...but because of the fans of Portal, I simply can't bring myself to make another joke about cake or companion cubes or 'Are you still there?'
If I may tangent myself into another brief anecdote, I remember exactly when referential Portal humor was ruined for me. It was a potluck sort of get-together in the first floor of my dormitory, and even a few of the school's instructors came to enjoy it and socialize with the students. I'm regarded by the people I know as a lover of cooking, so I felt kind of pressured to bring something people would really like. I made several small hors d'oeuvres but for the big dessert, I cheaped out and got a storebought peanut butter chocolate cake. As I was shuffling through the awkward lines of my hungry peers, one of the older professors nudged my shoulder. When I say 'older'...well, I mean old. OLD! The kind of guy with a chest-length beard, suspenders, and a bowtie. The kind of guy that hadn't watched television in twelve years and still did all of his assignments on paper because he didn't know how to use a computer.
Straight-faced, he politely asked me..."The cake isn't a lie, is it?"
He didn't really understand what it meant. He just assumed it was some new hip lingo, I guess. Anyway, I promptly fake-laughed, finished eating, went back to my room and cried.
That's just one example. I can give others...like the furry artwork of rule 34 porn...or every single teenager with a MySpace who has witty Portal quotes in those glittery graphics stapled onto every inch of their self-worshipping webpage.
Portal is something I could love a LOT more...if less people loved it. I just hear too much of it...I start to assosciate it with things I dislike...and, as a result, the experience is cheapened. There are more games like that...or even movies or television shows! I adore Kingdom Hearts, but the epidemic of slash fiction deters me from complete, unconditional love! I have a strange fondness of Sonic the Hedgehog that has been chipped away at by both Sega themselves and every member of DeviantArt that recolors pictures of Cream the Rabbit and calls them original characters! Bleach and Naruto are tolerable...though, they'd be much more tolerable without 13-year-olds in Leaf Village T-shirts with whiskers etched on their cheeks in magic marker!
So, to make this post not quite so self-indulgent...has anything you enjoyed been made not so enjoyable by other people who happen to enjoy it? Do you prefer devoting yourself to something mainstream or something obscure?
Do fans ruin everything?
Let me be clear. I LOVE Portal. I think it was a very successful experiment in the way a game can be made...and while I won't say that it's my favorite videogame, I will say that it is one of the very few titles (perhaps the only title) that I can think of with absolutely no outstanding flaws.
Unfortunately, as I see it, Portal falls under a despairing category of subjects that have been cheapened by the fans. Maybe it's just me...maybe I find it easier to love something the more obscure it is...but because of the fans of Portal, I simply can't bring myself to make another joke about cake or companion cubes or 'Are you still there?'
If I may tangent myself into another brief anecdote, I remember exactly when referential Portal humor was ruined for me. It was a potluck sort of get-together in the first floor of my dormitory, and even a few of the school's instructors came to enjoy it and socialize with the students. I'm regarded by the people I know as a lover of cooking, so I felt kind of pressured to bring something people would really like. I made several small hors d'oeuvres but for the big dessert, I cheaped out and got a storebought peanut butter chocolate cake. As I was shuffling through the awkward lines of my hungry peers, one of the older professors nudged my shoulder. When I say 'older'...well, I mean old. OLD! The kind of guy with a chest-length beard, suspenders, and a bowtie. The kind of guy that hadn't watched television in twelve years and still did all of his assignments on paper because he didn't know how to use a computer.
Straight-faced, he politely asked me..."The cake isn't a lie, is it?"
He didn't really understand what it meant. He just assumed it was some new hip lingo, I guess. Anyway, I promptly fake-laughed, finished eating, went back to my room and cried.
That's just one example. I can give others...like the furry artwork of rule 34 porn...or every single teenager with a MySpace who has witty Portal quotes in those glittery graphics stapled onto every inch of their self-worshipping webpage.
Portal is something I could love a LOT more...if less people loved it. I just hear too much of it...I start to assosciate it with things I dislike...and, as a result, the experience is cheapened. There are more games like that...or even movies or television shows! I adore Kingdom Hearts, but the epidemic of slash fiction deters me from complete, unconditional love! I have a strange fondness of Sonic the Hedgehog that has been chipped away at by both Sega themselves and every member of DeviantArt that recolors pictures of Cream the Rabbit and calls them original characters! Bleach and Naruto are tolerable...though, they'd be much more tolerable without 13-year-olds in Leaf Village T-shirts with whiskers etched on their cheeks in magic marker!
So, to make this post not quite so self-indulgent...has anything you enjoyed been made not so enjoyable by other people who happen to enjoy it? Do you prefer devoting yourself to something mainstream or something obscure?
Do fans ruin everything?