Riddle me this. If you're the web editor of a well established publication such as The Times, why would you ever want to commission a web review as hideously wank as this puddle of ass juice? For one the word 'review' is more than misleading - it is as much a review as granite is a lubricant - but the sheer stench of the commentary is what really makes this one of the poorest 4minutes of tripe I have ever laid eyes on.
I can see how this looked on paper, two fans of the Street Fighter series clash fists in order to win a copy of the game and then discuss it in an effort shed light on its pros and cons. Unfortunately this 'show down' between the two supposed veterans (who were thankfully hung shortly after filming) ends up being about as titillating as footage of Gordon Brown getting freaky with Peter Mandelson. Not only is the commentary needlessly painful: 'the tramps in the background don't seem to be paying much attention', but at no point in the clip does the viewer get any real insight into the game. If I really wanted to know what two twats thought of the latest games, I'd go down to the local CEX wearing a 1UP t-shirt and start making derogatory remarks regarding the size of Kratos's wang.
What's funnier, the bloke who didn't win the game doesn't show any sign of remorse or disappointment, he simply reminds his host that the game only costs £25. Yeah that's right, he doesn't even want your piece of shit prize you gormless fucking twat! Christ why does he get to be a technology editor? I could wear glasses and make really shit video packages. Damn.
/jealous
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