Revisited Game Review: Women’s Murder Club

Originally written for ThumbGods, a coupe years ago, but I recently dug out my DS for visiting some old favorites.

James Patterson’s Women’s Murder Club has been a successful series of novels, a TV show and a series of casual mystery PC games before coming to the DS. The new Women’s Murder Club: Games of Passion seems designed for a casual DS gamer to tuck her into her purse, instead of a Patterson mystery novel. Most of WMC is played with the DS turned sideways, using the read-only screen to display a list of objects to find, instructions, or images to accompany the action in the interactive screen, which creates a book-like format for more of an interactive novel feel.

WMC follows the usual pattern of story cutscenes, hidden objects and minigames. The hidden objects casual adventure game is a pretty crowded genre, so it’s hard for a new game to really stand out. Probably the most unique characteristic was the James Patterson characters.  Players solve crimes and meet with the WMC ladies as Patterson’s detective Lindsay Boxer, and supporting characters with solid personalities made this more that just a reskinned HO game.

The story progresses via cutscenes and dialogue options. Players have some choices for what to say, but it was more of a quiz on recent plot events. Believable banter makes the cutscenes worth reading, and the linear storyline makes it feel like reading a novel, not being hemmed

Random side note: The mysterious Chinese markings found on the victim actually do say bu zhong, Not Loyal. My Chinese  literacy is just good enough to be completely thrilled with the developers for using real words when dramatic red scribbles would have acceptable. (It always cracks me up when I see upside-down characters or random other words.) Thanks, THQ.

A lot of the game was hidden objects, whether it was tidying a crime scene or looking for clues, but this was a particularly bad HO. The small DS screen doesn’t really lend itself to searching, and players search a picture that’s larger than the screen, for maximum squinting-at-the-screen annoyance. It was also the Highlights magazine type of hidden objects, instead of the cluttered-room HO. It felt oddly childish to look for giant peace signs and lightning bolts, especially on crime scenes with mysterious dead bodies. The game does mix up the hidden objects a bit by giving players a clue instead of a list of items, but still gives the feel of an activity book more than an adventure game.

The story leads to several minigames, which were much more engaging than the picture finding bit. I was pretty excited to see the game included a science lab minigame, and the puzzle’s gameplay didn’t disappoint. You guys, I love pretending I’m in a lab solving mysteries. I would play about a thousand of these games.

One of the minigames was a mah-jong game, which is also accessible under an icon that says China (This character is a different zhong than the one for loyal, an object lesson on why I am not so good at Chinese!). I usually consider mah-jong games to be computer solitaire 2.0, but I found something charming in the tiny tiles and stylus interface, and ended up playing this minigame more than I’d expected.

Women’s Murder Club: Crimes of Passion offers a solid storyline and characters from the popular novels to fans of the hidden objects mystery.

 

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Failing The Turing Test

 

text based gameA copy-paste of my chat with Delta Airlines

It went on like that for a while, while I tried to handle my frustration by imagining the conversation as a moment in text-based Adventure, trying endless variations on Open door and Turn Key and Put Key In Lock because I knew there would be something great on the other side.  Eventually, I would be able to use these airline credits for free flights on a free flight, right? That’s what’s behind this door, if I can just find the way to get is open.

I thought about that old chat-game Eliza, that would parse text entries, and seize on one word, and then make a sentence using that word. It was pretty exciting at the time, and brought to mind the science-fiction possibility of someday having artificial intelligence completely indistinguishable from a real human being!  I don’t think the intention was customer service failing a Turing test, though.

well you askedWell, you asked.

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Games & Capitalism

IndieCade was surrounded with snow-related disasters, but one of the nice effects of that is Paolo Pedercini’s (from Molleindustria) talk was given remotely, and it’s available to watch online here:

Videogames and the Spirit of Capitalism from paolo pedercini on Vimeo.

And if you are old like me, and learn by reading, the full text is here.

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The Wife, The Maid, and The Mistress

The lives of three women collide in this pulpy 1930’s reimagining of the historical disappearance of Justice Joseph Crater.

Justice Joseph Crater disappeared in 1930, leaving behind debts, bribery allegations, and powerful “friends” in high and low places, an angry society wife and a pregnant showgirl mistress,
investigators weren’t looking for someone who might have a motive to do away with the corrupt judge, as much as wondering who didn’t want the guy dead. Lawhon’s fictional account imagines yet another possibility in this historical whodunit, set in the glamorous and scandalous speakeasies of Prohibition-era New York City. Historical figures and landmarks give this novel even more realism, connecting Coney Island attractions and Broadway shows of the day with invented speakeasies. Neckless mob henchmen, Tammany Hall fat cats and their society wives, classic mob boss Owney Madden, a backalley doctor and a callous newspaperman complete the pulp novel scene. A bit heavy on the New Yawk dialect, but a rich setting.

Layered, connecting arcs reveal the stories and secrets of three women connected to the missing justice: his wife Stella, his showgirl/callgirl girlfriend “Ritzi”, and his maid, Maria. Each woman is keeping her own secrets from her husband, from police investigators, and we realize in the final scenes, even from the reader. Society wife Stella enjoys the prosperity that her husband’s promotion has brought them, but she’s not crazy about his new friends and his increasing secrecy. Hardworking Maria is not just the Crater’s maid, but also the skilled seamstress with mob boss Madden as a new client. With such nuance and character development in Stella and Maria, Ritzi’s background, a farmgirl turned New York showgirl and mob moll, feels a bit generic, and her softhearted-hooker narrative has been done many times.
While some of the narrative jumps between years and protagonist are disorienting, it becomes worthwhile in the final scenes, when an aging Stella reveals just how the lives of the smart-mouthed showgirl / callgirl, the brittle trophy wife, and the hardworking maid have connected.

Glamorous, vibrant settings and layered secrets in this pulpy historical fiction.

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IndieCadeEast


Obligatory Press Pass Photo.

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Planning Fallacy

There was so much to learn at IndieCade East, and so much to mull over and think about afterwards, but I haven’t actually written anything. I got home feeling completely, deeply exhausted, like I’d been traveling for weeks.

I usually suffer a bit from planning fallacy while traveling, overestimating how much work I can do while in transit, but I hit every possible delay and disaster on this trip. Did you know that if you are carrying a Kindle and iPod and netbook through security, that is a suspicious amount of electronics? And it will get you pulled out line and get your bags hand-searched? (I was carrying my suspicious electronics and associated chargers because I have both Droid and iOs review assignments due.)

With airlines charging to check bags and expecting passengers to be at the airport hours before the flight, it’s pretty ballsy for airport security to question me about why my carryon contains both things to occupy myself for hours of waiting and things I need for a trip.

<<Here I wrote an extremely long list of complaints about everything else that went wrong in the past week, but it’s boring, so I deleted it. >>

Anyway, I have a great deal to think about from the presentations at IndieCade that I made it to and  weren’t canceled, if I can stop dwelling on how awful my week was, I will.

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NYC Latergram

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IndieCade East

IndieCade East is held at the Museum of the Moving Image in Astoria, which should be a almost a straight shot from my parents’ house. Take the 66 from the corner to Port Authority, then take the R almost to the museum’s door, but neither the 66 nor the R was running smoothly. While it wasn’t my most favorite thing ever, it’s been a while since mumbled MTA announcement derailed my travel, and it felt oddly normal and right.

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Still Life With Hello Kitties

The view from my window of real snow falling in Chapel Hill!

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Tumblr evangelist, SEO rulebreaker and coffee connoisseur

TWITTER BIO 2_cropI wrote about the sameness in tech hipster pitches when I was at TechCrunch Disrupt a few years ago, so I found this auto-generator for tech hipster Twitter bios hilarious.

Have you noticed that there’s a certain sameness to tech and startup bios? What The F*ck Is My Twitter Bio re-spins the common cliche of products-used-as-adjectives with brags-used-as-nouns found in way too many Twitter profiles. Think “Instagram guru,” “Tumblr mixmaster,” “Snapchat rulebreaker,” “Pinterest ninja,” etc.

What The F*ck Is My Twitter Bio was made by Jack Marshall, Saya Weissman, and Brian Braiker, all from Digiday, proving that even people who live and breath internet marketing can’t say “social media guru” and “bootstrapping ninja” with a straight face.

Although I have to admit I considered making Tumblr evangelist, SEO rulebreaker and coffee connoisseur my accurate and sarcastic Twitter bio.

via What the F*ck Is My Twitter Bio Auto-Generates Cliched Bios So You Don’t Have To | (The) Absolute.

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