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The 61FPS Review - Dead Rising: Chop Till You Drop (Wii)

This week I played my very first zombie game and even though this is not really my genre of choice, I did not hate it. Dare I say I even had some fun? I may have grinned a little at beating up the undead with a mannequin but I deny all accusations of laughing maniacally while running over zombie poodles with a lawnmower.

I really am not into horror. I'd rather read the Wikipedia article for a synopsis than watch a horror movie, and so it was with a bit of trepidation that I began Dead Rising: CTYD. Soon my fears were allayed when I discovered this was more like a brawler than a survival horror game. Thusly relieved, I snagged a shopping cart and proceeded to run down the undead like a possessed bargain hunter on 50% off sales day.

Out Today: Dead Rising: Chop Till You Drop

Hardcore gamers who just happen to own a Wii, take heed; Dead Rising: Chop Till You Drop may just give you the fix that you need--if you didn't happen to play the XBox 360 version of the game back in 2006. The superiority of the original game shouldn't come as a shock, what with the vast difference in horsepower between the two systems and the general public reaction to Chop Till You Drop's initial announcement. What I didn't expect to see was a simplification of Dead Rising's original Majora's Mask-esque (though it bears more of a resemblance to Breath of Fire: Dragon Quarter) time/saving system that made the original game such an interesting experience. I guess you could say that Capcom is listening to the fans (who bitched incessantly) with this overhaul of the original Dead Rising's core mechanic, but you could easily make this system a little more forgiving instead of removing it altogether. All in all, Chop Till You Drop seems more like a total conversion mod of Resident Evil 4 than the original game, though I'm sure Wii owners who never played the original will find this version to be much more tolerable than 360 zombie warfare veterans.

Revenge of the Port: Dead Rising Shuffles, Moans on Wii

The true death of the arcade came at the beginning of this decade. It wasn’t when gamers started opting for the comfort and value of playing at home; it was when home consoles finally started equaling (and surpassing) the technological heft of the arcade cabinets themselves. Sega, one of the only surviving arcade giants, signed the death warrant themselves when developing the Dreamcast and its arcade-motherboard-twin, Naomi. Games at home and games in the arcade, identical for the first time. The move may have had the negative effect of killing off the already declining amusement center population across the Western world, but it also had a significant silver lining: the death of the shoddy arcade port. Approximations of more technologically demanding games have been a staple of gaming in the home since the 1970s, but, with the exception of stray PC-based ports, downgraded game experiences have largely disappeared since 2000. Today, in 2008, the fracturing of the console space seems to be bringing them back in force.

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