THAT TRIVIA GAME
million dollar question time!
Erm, no. Itís cack, actually.
Oh fuck off, studio audience!
Right, now that the ovine
masses have left the building we probably should elaborate.
Did you know that Chucky grew up, got a Jimmy Neutron hairdo, donned
a stripy suit then became a game show host? We didnít either, but
then we shelled shekels for That Trivia Game and
experienced the abject horror.
But first, a potted history of
trivia videogames. Buzz!
exists. Itís existed since the days of the PS2. That Trivia Game
looks like it predated Buzz!
by a good decade. Itís fugly. F-U-G-L-Y.
Sure, but maybe itís
a good triv game? Maybe the voiceoverís better than Jason Donovanís?
Nup. Nope, No way (sis).
Sure, as good Aussies we
worship at the shrine of Jase Ė and he had sly fun with
Buzz!, rather than sounding
like heís being held at gunpoint, reading questions after having his
eyes poked out with ice cream cones.
Also, as good Aussies,
we expect when we buy a trivia game in the Australian PSN store that
the majority of subjects wonít be preceded by ďAmericanĒ. Especially
when itís never followed by ďidiotĒ. Of the mere 1,000 or so questions
here Ė aka fuck all - weíd estimate that at least half of them are
USA specific. Hello geographical snobbery!
Not only are there
bugger-all questions, no localisation, no online and a Mr
Whippy-haired host thatís the stuff of cheese nightmares, but there
are wrong answers. Seriously! When they relate to ultra-American
things like the Statue of Liberty in an obviously ultra-American
game you really have to worry.
Actually, you really have to
worry if you know anybody imbecilic enough to have paid good money
for this terrible, terrible, tragic travesty.