Blue Man Sings the Whites

Because I surround myself entirely with excellent folk I sometimes forget that gaming is a pastime primarily enjoyed by affluent young males.

Actually, that’s not really true. Most of my Live friends list are affluent young males. The websites I frequent are largely made and populated by affluent young males. I’M a (fairly) affluent young(ish) male (yeah, I’ve checked). I don’t forget that that demographic dominates gaming at all.

What I forget is that gaming is a hobby largely enjoyed by fucking idiots.

Because I hang about with a better class of gamer I generally burble along decently isolated from the hoards of braying, spoiled, clueless berks carting around a sense of entitlement to rival Violet Elizabeth Bott’s.

Which is why it’s always a shock when something bursts my bubble, then beats me around the head and body with a big sockful of “Oh Yeah, Most People Are Complete Wankers, Aren’t They?” Venturing out into the murky jungle of public online gaming is usually good for this, as is trying to read the comments appended to Eurogamer articles by the hoi polloi.

Here’s a f’rinstance. A developer complains that too many black characters in games are “urban” stereotypes, reinforcing casual racism. Pretty undeniable, I’d have thought. Games still largely filter themselves through the perceived expectations of young white males and so generally treat race in about as enlightened a fashion as they treat women. Yes, of course there are exceptions but they remain just that.

Some selected highlights from the comments section attached to that article, then.

“Tell me this is a joke.”

“Anyone who playes on Xbox Live and hears the Americans knows that this is a reality, not just a stereotype. Anyone offended by it is a complete moron.”

“He’s entitled to his opinion I guess. I can just imagine what his whining sounds like. Bet he sounds really pissy. One of those people you meet and immediately want to punch the crap out of. No?”

“He should go make a game with a main black character who doesn’t “talk black” instead of bitching about it, Mr Victim Complex, stereotyping is good, most of the time it ends up being true anyway otherwise why would we do it on instinct?”

“Well he has to be a tit if he takes Gears of war seriously. Idiot. I quite liked the Cole Train character in Gears, he made me laugh.”

“I quite liked The Black And White Minstrel Show, it made me laugh.”

“Shut the fuck up you whining prick”

“What would a non-stereotypical black person look like?”

Words fail me.

“i dont notice the color of the games characters, and surely thats the point

and white stereotypes are just as prevelant - the white mass murder, the italian mob boss, the irish boozer, the uk thug/upper class twit, the yank dummy, COD 4 for example was PACKED with stereotypes. why is it acceptable for there to be white stereotypes, but not black ones?”

Well, that settles it then. If a middle-class white guy doesn’t notice any casual racism in games then there can’t be any, can there? And I honestly can’t believe I didn’t notice that every white videogame character was a mass-murderer.

This obsessive hand-wringing need to be politically correct about every little thing is possibly the most tedious facet of modern life.

And yet, I haven’t met a single person who wasn’t bigoted about something. It usually just surfaces somewhere else. Get over it.

This from one of the site’s actual writers. For the love of mothering FUCK.

It’s not nice to realise that world is run largely for your benefit, that as a well-off middle-class man you’ve been born into a position of astonishing privilege through no special merit of your own. That most of mainstream media is designed with your point of view in mind, so that 90% of female characters are fantasy objects and 90% of black characters are capering bloody stereotypes. That’s a really tough thing to come to terms with, largely because we’ve come to accept it as completely normal, as the natural way of things.

Minorites and women have legitimate grievences with the way they’re treated by society and portrayed in the media. It’s annoying to feel you’re being berated for something you, personally, had nothing whatsoever to do with. It’s difficult and, yes, occasionally tedious to consciously avoid bigotry so deeply ingrained in us it’s become part of our language, to consciously try and avoid perpetuating casual racism, sexism or homophobia.

But, y’know? Call me a bastion of bleeding-heart white liberal guilt, but to consider yourself anything even starting to approach a decent human being, I think it’s an effort you’ve got to fucking make.

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You’ll no doubt be delighted to hear that, following a fiddling evening with TV and camera, my torrent of righteous bile aimed at adolescent objectification-fest Guitar Hero III now includes instructive illustrations for the serious student.

Go. See. Be illuminated. Or, y’know, don’t. Either’s good.

Extended play of GH3 had made it clearer why they’ve made such a shameless dive toward the lowest common denominator, though. Put simply, it’s nowhere near as good as the first two games in the series.

Going back to play a bit of Guitar Hero 2 in order to get some screenshots, it’s immediately noticable how much better it “feels” compared to the newer game. The note placement seems more natural - on occaision in GHIII’s medium difficulty it feels like notes have just been “missed out” at random, most notably in the incredibly familiar opening riffs to Paint It Black and Sunshine Of Your Love. Compare these to the thoroughly satisfying version of Smoke On The Water from the original game, and there’s no, er, comparison. More specifically, pretty much every time you think you can hammer-on or pull-off in Guitar Hero 2 (ie, play a note by just working the fret buttons without having to strum as well), you can. Several times in GHIII I’ve been caught in spots where the music suggests I ought to be able to hammer-on but the game doesn’t allow it. This is hugely annoying.

The third game’s tracklist isn’t as infested with horrible tedious see-how-fast-you-can-play-a-string-of-the-same-note thrash-metal bollocks as GH2’s, which is an obvious plus. It sabotages this by having a difficulty level that’s all over the fucking shop, having horrible tedious “boss battles” scattered through the game and then by dropping an joyless wall of fucking-stupidly-hardness across the last tier of songs. Also, the most-fun songs to play in GHIII (Kool Thing, Even Flow and Welcome To The Jungle, for the record) aren’t as fun to play as the most-fun songs to play in the previous two games. Of which we shall hear more later.

On the plus side, the new wireless guitar is lovely. Bigger and heavier than the original, and with a much longer strap so I don’t look like a member of the Byrds any more when I’m playing. So there’s that.

In summary, a large part of why I wanted Guitar Hero III was so that we’d have the second guitar ready for (us to take out a second mortgage and buy) Rock Band, which I’m quite unfeasably excited about. In that sense, I’m delighted with it. In every other respect it’s a disappointment, even taking aside previously mentioned issues. Guitar Hero had the best track list. Guitar Hero 2 is the best game. Guitar Hero III is bundled with the best peripheral. There you have it.

Come on, then, let’s have a quick Top 5 Most Fun Songs To Play From The Guitar Hero Series:

5) Who Was In My Room Last Night? - Butthole Surfers
An adrenaline rush like no other.

4) More Than A Feeling - Boston
I’m not proud. It’s a terrible, terrible song but it’s genuinely fantastic to play.

3) Freebird - Lynyrd Skynyrd
Gives Portal a run for its money in the “Best Game Ending Ever” stakes. The kids don’t like me playing this one, because I end up yowling along to it at an embarassingly loud volume.

2) Smoke On The Water - Deep Purple
Very, very little makes you feel more like an actual guitar hero than that riff. And the game does a terrific job of fooling you into thinking you’re actually playing it.

1) Sweet Child O’ Mine - Guns & Roses
A really testing yet good fun riff and a fantastic solo that ends in the game’s quintessential “My Fingers Just Did That With Absolutely No Input From My Brain” moment and then, brilliantly, a long pause with no notes that allows you time to bask in your own amazingness for having pulled the phrase off. Magic.

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As I’ve hinted before, I played an awful lot of Guitar Hero II last year. For all its flaws (mostly centred around an incredibly patchy tracklist and the Space Needle-sized difficulty spike between Medium and Hard) it gets most things generally spot-on and is excellent fun. So I was more than happy to splash out for the third game in the series for my youngest’s birthday, in a text-book demonstration of the time-honoured “As Much A Present For Me As For You” parenting manoeuvre.

For those of you who might not be familiar, there’s no character creation system in any of the Guitar Hero games. Instead you’re given a selection of rock archetypes to choose from - there’s a bemohawked punk, a denim-clad metalhead, a 60s-era classic rocker and so on. My characters of choice were always the fey Nightmare Before Christmas stylings of glam/goth type Pandora and, especially, Casey Lynch.

Casey Lynch, see, was the hard-drinking tough-as-nails alternarocker. Rail-thin, wild-haired and incidentally bearing more than a passing resemblance to m’verygoodfriend Lori in one of her more unruly moods, she reminded me of nothing so much as a female Iggy Pop. I was particularly fond of her usual close to a song - contemptuously throwing her guitar down and fixing the audience with a fuck-you glare. She was, make no mistake, utterly ace.

The attentive viewer will have noticed the repeated use of past tense in that last paragraph. And will be surmising that the game’s transfer from its former developers and general good-eggs Harmonix to Tony Hawk’s L33t Wheelieplank veterans Neversoft has seen something unfortunate occur. The attentive viewer would be entirely correct. Well done, attentive viewer.

Faintly annoyingly, Pandora’s been dropped from Guitar Hero III altogether. But that’s a far better fate than what has befallen my girl Casey.

Gone is the almost-curveless badass who was plainly willing to fight every member of the crowd, one at a time or all at once. Instead, she’s been magically transformed by the power of adolescent wish-fulfillment into a standard-issue airbrush-pretty Maximtastic Barbie doll in fetishwear.

I mean, seriously. What. The. FUCK?

To add insult to injury, according to Casey’s character bio, this change of image has come as a result of her “embracing her feminine appeal”. Yeah. Because personally, I always equate “feminine appeal” with “one-dimensional object of lust”, don’t you?

And would that that were the end of the game’s problems. God knows I’m not as sensitive to the portrayal of women in the media as I really ought to be. I even liked Sin City (in which every single female character was a prostitute, for fuck’s sake!). But the misogyny is so pervasive and so gratuitous in Guitar Hero III that even someone as oblivious as me found himself repeatedly pulling up and saying “hang on a mo, that’s a bit unnecessary”.

Pop-punkster Judy Nails seemingly having nailed a couple of watermelons to her chest between GH2 and 3? Wow, that’s a bit unnecessary. The constant references to “getting” groupies? Wow, that’s a bit unnecessary. The PVC-clad dancing-girls that turn up to bump and grind on at least 3 of the game’s 8 or so levels? Wow, that’s a bit unnecessary.

Even if you’re the sort of troglodyte who doesn’t care how insulting, pathetic and utterly gratuitous this sudden, sadly all-too-explicable lurch toward the shallow end of the gene pool is – if you’re one of the game’s developers, for example – surely you care that it’s made the game quantifiably worse? GH2-era Casey Lynch had character. She had personality. She had a distinctive style that made her stand out and I know I’m not the only one who felt pretty fond of her.

GH3-era Casey Lynch has a nice bum.

And, er, that’s it.

You can’t develop an attachment to her anymore because there’s nothing to get attached to. Her animations, which previously oozed badassery from every pore, have now been replaced by her, well, prancing up and down in kinky boots and jiggling a bit. Less attachment equals less emotional involvement equals a less-good game. You useless, cretinous morons.

Fairly obviously this is a decision that’s driven by marketing (“Teenage boys buy our games. Teenage boys like tits. Therefore, our games need more tits! Brilliant!”) rather than, y’know, actual evil, but that doesn’t make it any the less disgusting that the second game’s most aggressive, in-your-face, self-assured – OK, I think the word I’m struggling for here is empowered - female character has been turned into a passive, preening safely sexy ornament.

I freely acknowledge that a certain genres of rock music are unrepentantly unreconstructed and that a degree of sexism and objectification remains par for the course in some cultural backwaters. I understand that there could be a defence made that Neversoft are just, like, holding up a mirror to the world, man, and that we should blame the tale, not the teller.

My reasoned counter to this argument runs something like this: fuck you.

My slightly more reasoned counter to this argument runs something like this: fuck you, you cheap, cynical arseholes.

My so-reasoned-it-hurts counter to this argument runs something like this: I don’t believe for a second that constant drip-feed of bums and boobs is anything but shameless pandering to the very lowest common denominator. So fuck them.

Furthermore, this is a computer game, it’s not fucking reportage. The game’s developers had plenty of choices as to what aspects of the rock world they were and were not going to portray – we’ve not yet seen any prog excess, for example, or Alice Cooper / David Bowie-style theatrics. The various evolutions of 25-plus years of punk and goth remain massively underutilised. So yeah. There really are a metric fuckton of different venues and characters the series hasn’t explored yet. Most of the possible choices they could have made regarding the game’s style and content wouldn’t be demeaning half their potential audience and insulting the rest. So fuck them.

Furthermore furthermore, even if the developers really were dead-set on showing the infinite variety of rawk by portraying the nasty knuckle-dragging idiocy of, say, a Kid Rock video, there are ways of doing so without being as hateful and misogynistic as the hamster-faced chimp himself. If there’s an iota of irony anywhere in the sea of sexed-up character models, groupies, and gyrating strippers then God help me I can’t see it. The game’s entire tone is leering and hubba-hubba and I really, really don’t like it. So fuck them firmly with a broken bottle on the end of a boarding pike.

If I seem really angry about this, it’s largely because I’m really angry about this.

Let the record show that I’m hardly a prude. I like women in general and the female form in particular. But I don’t think the way Guitar Hero III treats women is harmless. I don’t think I’m being oversensitive, I don’t care that it’s just a game and I don’t think that I’m taking it all too seriously. I hate how the term “politically correct” seems to have become a pejorative, how flouting it has become something of a badge of honour. Fucking hell, is it THAT much of a hardship to be show a little self-awareness? Is it THAT unreasonable to try and treat groups of people who generally have a pretty shitty time of it with a modicum of sensitivity and respect? Is it THAT big and clever to be offensive for no better reason than that you can?

Here’s the bottom line, then - I strongly object to having to wade through the tawdry nonsense to get at what’s still a pretty good game beneath the bullshit. It genuinely saddens me to realise that a mainstream developer working on something as high-profile as the Guitar Hero series thinks it’s remotely acceptable to present women as devices for male gratification.

So fuck you, Neversoft. Thanks for one more nail in the “Gamers Are Drooling Neanderthal Shitwits” coffin.

Edit - 12/2/08

Seeing as the Internet seems to be largely coming up a blank on pictures to illustrate the point I’m making, here’re some I prepared earlier.

Apologies as usual for my crappy photos-taken-of-the-TV screenshot style. I think they’re just about clear enough for you to see what I’m banging on about. First two pics are Casey Lynch from Guitar Hero 2, the second two are the same character in her GHIII incarnation, hard as it may be to believe:

Admittedly, some of the difference between the two can be attributed to the jump from the PS2 to the XBox 360 but still, I think the change in look, style and mannerisms is pretty clear even in these crappy shots. Somewhere between the two games Casey’s dyed her hair, had major plastic surgery and gotten work as a fetish model.

I think I speak for us all when I say for fuck’s sake, Neversoft. Grow up.

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