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universally in deep doo...



To start...worst video game/idea ever??

From the Gamespot Review...
Universal Studios is an odd game; in fact, it's really a mishmash of various minigames that extend from a hub, which is the park itself. Each minigame is based on one of the more conspicuous rides at the real-life park, such as Back to the Future, Jurassic Park, and Jaws. You guide your character through the park, seeking each ride so you can play the minigame based on it. Upon reaching a ride, however, you'll discover the game's first disappointing "feature"--the lines at the rides are so long that you can't get in.

That. Is. Hilarious.

But back to Universal Studios and its new problems. I've got a season pass there because I am a glutton for punishment for me and my visiting friends. Usually, there's usually one attraction there that I fixate on for a moderate amount of amusement.

It used to be the ET Ride just because I liked the fact that you rode on bike-like thingees instead of boring regular seats. And at the point where your bike lifted off, you flew over these miniature houses and hills and such. And ET talked to you and told you to "be good." And it warmed your heart.

Then, it was the Spiderman Rocks musical. Bad acting. Pop songs like Ricky Martin and the immortal Bonnie Tyler classic, "Holding Out For A Hero." It was an orgasm of badness that I never wanted to end.

I had hyped it up all weekend leading up to a visit yesterday. I enacted specific scenes to friends from out of town. I got all psyched up as we walked up to the show's usual venue. And it was gone. Bambi's mom shooting-like sadness quickly enveloped me as I wanted to throw myself to the Jurassic Park Ride's dinos.

So, while this is going on, I'm going to be there as well. Picketing. For Spiderman Rocks's return.

Serenity now.
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