So, I’ve started playing The Witcher 3: The Wild Hunt. I’m not playing this game because I enjoy it. I play it because I don’t like it at all.

The thing is, I have very strong feelings about games I don’t like. But I also have very strong feelings about people reviewing and discussing games they’ve never played.

My intent with sitting down and playing a game I absolutely, under no circumstances would ever play for 30 minutes a day is twofold. One, I can accurately judge the issues with the game in question without guesswork and two, I can add it to my admittedly very limited but deep game knowledge. What I mean by that is that every game I play to finish, I finish. Sometimes more than once. So the few games I have completed, I have completed several times.

I realize this may seem strange. Why play a game you don’t enjoy, after all. But you should know this about me – I have read Twilight in order to criticize it. I also read 50 Shades of Grey for the same reason, and man that was a bad book. Just like Dan Brown’s books. I try to have some integrity. The reason I don’t like games like The Witcher is because of the protagonist. I find him completely uninteresting. I actually have read the books about Geralt long before I played the first game. I didn’t like him then, I still don’t like him now.

Anyway. The Witcher gets to live in my head for 30 minutes a day. One of these days I’ll write a first impressions blog post about it. It will contain a lot about a janky camera, a grumpy Witcher and completely opaque systems designs.