You know, I never watched FemFreq’s videos because I agree pretty much with everything Anita has been arguing about computer games and culture. No need to reinforce my beliefs.
I watched the last one though:
I knew about this 80s/90s sexism. I played those games. I thought at that time –being between 10 to 20- that it was kind of amusing and lame at the same time. Whatevs, we’ll grow up. I didn’t realize how far we had gone rolling the same stupid ass sexist shit all the way up to 2015.
Damn Capcom and your Resident Evil DLC, damn Kojima and MGS IV. And MGS V (thanks RPS for doing the work).
Quiet’s depiction doesn’t intrude on what I love about the game, and I’m accustomed to accepting and acknowledging a certain level of unnecessary bullshit or tone deaf unpleasantness in the pop culture I enjoy.
Fair enough. I think it’s sad that it’s the only thing in that game that is unacceptable and that could have been changed easily, with just some common sense. But they keep it. It’s deliberate and it’s stupid.
Two decades of graphic arms race, we’re still drawing boobs and shoving them in our faces. Half the population doesn’t care. Imagine dicks in your game, every year more bouncy, for that long. You’d be tired too.
The argument that it’s all just fun and silliness is the oldest trick in the book. To me the issue is not the male gaze so much –I’m a dude and I like boobs- it’s more the childish, boy side of it that annoys the fuck out of me. I am passed that, even when I am entertaining myself I want something that talks to my 36 year old me, the average age of someone playing games in 2015.