It''s this idea that we only have so much space in our minds for creative gaming experiences, and it''s changing things forever after.
It was quite funny to hear someone talking to someone in a pub about it, and it was quite encouraging to chat to someone else, anyone, about games. It was a while later, he said, that although he was talking about other games and remakes, I think nothing will ever be as good as the original Deus Ex.
On the one hand, that''s enough - the old Deus Ex was fantastic, and it was a good time for games when people realized RPGs and FPS could work together. It''s not that which disappointed me.
What erupted me was the assumption that nothing might be as effective as the original Deus Ex because, evidently, it''s not true. Put that old Deus Ex next to the new Deus Ex, or with Dishonored and Prey, and I know which ones I''d rather play. I''m aware that there''s more than 20 years between them, but it''s also as illogical to compete with a formative memory.
You see what he was saying, this guy, was no other game that could him like Deus Ex once did. I understand.
It was the first time I''d really been able to give myself permission to a mainstream media. I did, completely, and it blew me away because everything I did there was a fresh imprint on my mind, and it blew me away because it felt almost real to me, that virtual world even now. And nothing - even my experience of World of Warcraft, which was very powerful - has been able to match it since.
I''m not certain that DAOC was a better game than WOW, but I think history speaks for itself here. It''s simply because DAOC was there first.
The same with anyone I talk to: their strongest gaming memories are always in the past, often far in the past. However, all they''ve been doing since is really chasing experiences like it, maybe in the hope they can have an incredible experience again. However, can they - can we?
What if our brains are like ink stamps, and it''s always the first press to give the greatest mark, irrespective of what we do,? Every mark ever after will always be one step further faded.
I wonder if it''s a psychological displeasure of people that we are powerless to do anything. And when I hear such statements as "you can only make a first impression once" and "you can only see a magic trick once," it seems to confirm that it is a known, accepted, and understood concept. And it makes me dismayed. I''m not sure whether or not I will never have the opportunity to be completely wowed again.
I won''t believe it, but I don''t want to believe it. And when the frantic man in the pub said he couldn''t remember the last time he was really excited about a game, I felt a sense of hope, because I could.
I remember remembering going home to play Mass Effect, a game I''d never met before, as a child or adult. I''m pretty sure I did the same for Guitar Hero 2. I remember also how head over heels I was about Overwatch, years later, sitting in the office on my own, far past home time (don''t tell anyone) just so I could play it.
It''s memories like that that pull me back, give me hope, and make me believe the best is still to come. Perhaps there''s still plenty of room in our minds to be overlooked.