OK - now that the game has been announced at E3 - I can at last say We're in about to go into Beta on VP PA. People are running about all of a sudden and tech, which has worked and been proved etc has suddenly broken. All the usual technical aspects of any projects then.
I've been trawling through the VP art handbook, worked on the VP logo and the company one in the style of a P inata. It might not make it in though - so we will see...
Visually the game is in keeping with the previous effort at R. But there the game relationship ends. This is a FAMILY game for mummies and daddies and little Jane and billy. Its an attempt to broaden the demographic and actually quite a sensible one for the 360 platform. VP1 was a great little game - but actually quite a complex one for 6 year old Billy and Jane (unless you raise their IQ levels).
VP.PA is a kids racer - with the main characters from the cartoon series. Slotted in are a pile of mini games - which can hardly be called deep - though heck that's what a party game is right?
It does what is says on the tin.
What is nice is that the team at K. has a lot of respect for the original and R. and have tried within some serious time constraints to be true to the art direction of the original. I mean 9 months for a game??? But MSG have been really understanding and very helpful by the sounds of things. I'd really like to stay on MSG games.
Fitting in here has been easier because of this dedication from people on the team, but I do REALLY miss various technologies from R. which has made production so much less painful.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Flickr and abuse
I apologise to people if they've gone to my flickr account but I've had to change the security settings since some people have left scary comments regarding our kids on the site.
I'm disgusted beyond belief and more than a little shaken, so I've ringfenced and made private anything other than general photo's from the site.
I think I've been a bit naive in trying to help my less than tech family stay in touch. Im so angry right now at leaving us all so wide open. Stupid. Stupid. I honestly should have known better and I cant apologise enough to Sal, Jacob, Jay and Audrey and Jack.
If I know you and you want to see how we are - send me a mail and I'll add you. Otherwise the site should only show general images of the house and environs.
Jim
I'm disgusted beyond belief and more than a little shaken, so I've ringfenced and made private anything other than general photo's from the site.
I think I've been a bit naive in trying to help my less than tech family stay in touch. Im so angry right now at leaving us all so wide open. Stupid. Stupid. I honestly should have known better and I cant apologise enough to Sal, Jacob, Jay and Audrey and Jack.
If I know you and you want to see how we are - send me a mail and I'll add you. Otherwise the site should only show general images of the house and environs.
Jim
My Fathers made it to Queensland
My Fathers made it to Queensland on a 6 week trip to Australia. He's promised to try to undertake the trip every two years - so I better start Carbon Off-setting now.
He's hired a car and is delighted at the price of petrol here. Its about 50 pence. He's so impressed that he said if he'd of known this - he would have hired a monster 4x4. Bollocks to the planet he said!
Nice.
And here's us trying to be good in a fuel efficient Hyundai. GRR.
But fair dues - he's take Jack on a trip to the rain forest on the edge of a national park near my sisters in Uki. They're in a Caravan or something and Jack's having a mad time and loving it. Naturally, I rained on his parade and told Grandad to ensure that he kept a diary of the trip. So I'm expecting drawings of strange insects. Jack's actually meant to be in school...hence the draconian "do your homework"
Evil Daddy.
He's hired a car and is delighted at the price of petrol here. Its about 50 pence. He's so impressed that he said if he'd of known this - he would have hired a monster 4x4. Bollocks to the planet he said!
Nice.
And here's us trying to be good in a fuel efficient Hyundai. GRR.
But fair dues - he's take Jack on a trip to the rain forest on the edge of a national park near my sisters in Uki. They're in a Caravan or something and Jack's having a mad time and loving it. Naturally, I rained on his parade and told Grandad to ensure that he kept a diary of the trip. So I'm expecting drawings of strange insects. Jack's actually meant to be in school...hence the draconian "do your homework"
Evil Daddy.
Did I mention that I rescued 2 kids from the sea the other week
Did I mention that I rescued 2 kids from the sea the other week?
We were mooching about the pier at the edge of the sea on a Queensland winters morning, when I noticed a congregation of people slowly turning their attention elsewhere. It's pretty much human nature to find out what was going on, though it should have been obvious by the murmuring crowd and the wailing that was pervading the air.
Audrey for some reason never hears anything that I do so she carried on taking pictures and stuff.
Suddenly I noticed two kids - 7 and 9 years old who had waded out into the sea - and over the mangrove mudflats to become stuck in the mud up to their knees and slowly sinking. Naturally they started to panic and the youngest was in hysterics.
So - with NOBODY reacting or offering help - I put on my Sargent major voice and started ordering people about.
"Who's their parents? Who's with them?"
Of course people shrugged and looked concerned in their Sunday clothes but totally shirked the idea of getting dirty to get the kids out.
So after much annoyance at Ozzie inactivity, I launched into Action Brit mode and took off my nice Lonsdale shoes, pushed up my pants and waded into the mud. Yep...I sank to my knees too.
Can I say being BAREFOOT in a mangrove mud flat is pretty grim? "Things" live in there.... and I was walking on them...AGH!
But I got the kids out...
Hurrah for the British Immigrants.... Nil points for the Ozzies...
With all that mud, my feet felt GREAT and tingly afterwards though.
Audrey says she's very proud.
*laugh*
We were mooching about the pier at the edge of the sea on a Queensland winters morning, when I noticed a congregation of people slowly turning their attention elsewhere. It's pretty much human nature to find out what was going on, though it should have been obvious by the murmuring crowd and the wailing that was pervading the air.
Audrey for some reason never hears anything that I do so she carried on taking pictures and stuff.
Suddenly I noticed two kids - 7 and 9 years old who had waded out into the sea - and over the mangrove mudflats to become stuck in the mud up to their knees and slowly sinking. Naturally they started to panic and the youngest was in hysterics.
So - with NOBODY reacting or offering help - I put on my Sargent major voice and started ordering people about.
"Who's their parents? Who's with them?"
Of course people shrugged and looked concerned in their Sunday clothes but totally shirked the idea of getting dirty to get the kids out.
So after much annoyance at Ozzie inactivity, I launched into Action Brit mode and took off my nice Lonsdale shoes, pushed up my pants and waded into the mud. Yep...I sank to my knees too.
Can I say being BAREFOOT in a mangrove mud flat is pretty grim? "Things" live in there.... and I was walking on them...AGH!
But I got the kids out...
Hurrah for the British Immigrants.... Nil points for the Ozzies...
With all that mud, my feet felt GREAT and tingly afterwards though.
Audrey says she's very proud.
*laugh*
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