If you let your child play inappropriate videogames, you could be reported for neglect. That’s the message coming from the Nantwich Education Partnership according to the BBC. As someone who has sold games for a living since 2008 and been writing about them for just as long, it’s hard not to be a little bit conflicted about this well intentioned piece of news.
A part of me thinks it’s a step in the right direction and the reason for that is my time in sales. I worked at a chain who sell games from 2008 to 2010 and I recently joined again last year. Any retail job has a long list of problems, but my biggest issue throughout all the hours spent behind tills and on the shop floor was ignorant parents.
Where the parents, ey? Get it together stock photo kid.
So Gamestation has passed into the great beyond, well, according to MCV anyway. At the Game Conference, it was announced that all stores will now operate under the GAME brand, leaving Gamestation – first founded as an independent in York in 1993 – to undergo a cosmetic change and be fully assimilated into its current overload parents, like a high street Borg. As a former GAME employee (and one who is relatively fond of their continued presence on the high street) it’s an ultimately unsurprising move.
Its hard to describe how much of an impact the original Tony Hawks games had on me. Not because I’m not a very good writer – although I’m sure that crime could be levelled at me – but for the fact that between the ages of 9 to 16, I rented, brought, stole, sold my vital organs for every iteration of The Birdman’s franchise. It was a disease, but a pleasant one.
Whether it was the arcade perfection of Pro Skater 2 (which I still have for my GameBoy colour… Hooray for me) or the freedom and other assorted gimmicky additions of the later years, the Hawks games always held a certain spell over me. Maybe it was the mixture of addictive-as-meth gameplay and blissful pop-punk music, or it could have been the tongue-in-cheek anarchic ‘humour’ that would appeal to a 14 year old who still thought that fart and dick jokes was on par with Richard Pyror for comedy. Whatever it was, those games were a major part of my gaming diet as a wee sprog.