the background noise

Absent-mindedly browsing the iPlayer on my PS4 I catch sight of what just might be the greatest movie ever made to go by its synopsis. When you describe your main character as a 'troubled cyborg cop' you've pretty much won the battle for my attention.

Not pictured: my limitless joy! Circa 12.11 last night I walked out of GAME with a bag packed to the brim with all forms of wholesome Sony goodness. Not having attended a launch before I wasn't sure what I expected beforehand but what I got was less the horror of midnight retail and more an orderly, sane process where I got my console in super quick time.

So there's this teaser site ticking away the day, hours and minutes to something almost very Fallout related. There is the collective hope that Fallout 4 is on the horizon. Will it? Can it? Be it? Having played this series since its first atmospheric outing into the future past I can say I am very happy at the prospect. Very few fictional worlds bring it together like this one does, a retro future 1950's America warped, twisted and annihilated by nuclear hellfire but still very much there when you wipe away the ashes. It's bleak, funny and demented and if there's more coming I will be very much doing my happy dance.

History was so much easier when there were captions everywhere. A few stiff drinks later and I think I now have the patience to finish this.Yes we're back and while you were gone things were all happening in this vague historical facsimile of the American Revolutionary War. Must admit it takes a lot of effort to make a Revolution a chore, tedious even. With grim determination the overlords at Ubisoft have made it so, so before I fall over, where did we leave off?

So I was going to blog some more about a certain Creed of Assassin -like parkour runners but to be honest I haven't got much to work with here. Uninspiring is the word. Adding to this is a quote unquote real life that sits at the periphery of my gaming and will ever so often make inroads on my available time. Today is just such a day when that happened, leaving me lacking a certain energy and bereft of thought and word when it comes to a game that feels like it is thoroughly going through the motions. Okay well not entirely bereft of words then, obviously I can write meandering monologues like this in my sleep. In fact I may be asleep, oh my god I am blogging in my sleep aren't I? Aren't I?

We interrupt my adventures in AssCreed to talk about something else entirely. My tolerance for quasi-dream state hijinx is diminished after recent play sessions and besides something caught my eye during an earlier foray around the Twitters earlier this evening. Much to my joy and his endless, endless well of misery, the human shaped sardonic mass that is Charlie Brooker is bringing games and television together once more in a documentary of sorts.

Straight from the frontlines of history and across the improbable threshold of genetic memory technology (yes that's a thing). I bring you the American Revolution as told by Ubisoft through Assassin's Creed 3 . Join me as I go sneaking around killing people in the face.