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Waypoints: The Soul Just Started Burning

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Last week, against my better judgment, I picked up a new copy of Soulcalibur IV.

It’s the first fighting game I’ve ever purchased. In fact, I’ve avoided fighting games since high school, when I began suffering ignominious arcade Street Fighter II defeats at the hands of kids nearly half my age. My prized hadoukens and hurricane kicks were worthless against their expert reflexes, honed by endless hours at the mall.

It was more than a relative lack of skill that put me off fighting games, though. As far as I was concerned, they were boring. The repetitive one-on-one combat couldn’t hold my interest long enough to inspire me to learn the combos I would have needed to compete.

This didn’t keep me from occasionally renting, borrowing, or demoing fighting games from the genre’s major franchises, mostly out of curiosity. Tekken, Dead or Alive, Soulcalibur, Virtua Fighter and Mortal Kombat releases all found their way into my gaming schedule occasionally. But I was usually bored, frustrated, or both well within an hour.

For all the visual whiz-bangery employed with each new release, they still looked and played little different than the arcade games of my youth. Only worse. The combo notations were more cryptic, the stories were terrible, and the characters were ludicrously inane or oversexed. I couldn’t stay interested.

Why, then, the Soulcalibur IV purchase? It was, I admit an impulse buy, driven in part by the numerous podcasts and online articles extolling the game’s virtues. And, judging form the videos I’d seen, it looked incredible in motion. The fact that I hadn’t purchased a new console game in months didn’t hurt, either.

More importantly, I had a nagging suspicion that I hadn’t been giving fighting games a fair shake. It’d been all too easy to simply to return rentals or delete demos during past test drives. Sixty bucks, though, was a commitment. I figured it might just keep me hanging on long enough to at least see what all the fuss was about.

First impressions were not especially favorable. Yes, the game looked graphically lovely, but from my uninitiated perspective, the control notations were a nightmare. In terms of difficulty, it seemed unforgiving. The story was borderline nonsensical and the characters were often just plain ridiculous, with the barely-clad Ivy in particular standing out as the poster child for embarrassingly juvenile fighter design. Everything I disliked about the genre was right up front.

But I did stick with it. The sixty-dollar investment price helped early on. Soon enough, though, I found a deeper reward – I was getting better. The hits that used to ring me out or K.O. me no longer seemed like cheap AI moves. I started to see what I was doing wrong, and slowly, painstakingly, correct my approach. I started improving, and it felt really good.

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Even more seductive were the unlockable characters, abilities, and weapons that the game constantly threw my way. I’m a complete sucker for that sort of thing, and once I discovered Soulcalibur IV‘s custom character creation system, I was done for. Varied, improved characters meant more interesting fighting. More fighting mean more unlocks and more unlocks meant more character creation options. It was a perfect gaming gratification loop, and it kept me up well into the wee hours of the morning.

With Soulcalibur IV I started to notice what I’ve probably missed about the series and many of its genre counterparts. There’s an extraordinary amount of depth, variety, and balance built into the game’s fighting system and styles, for example. The combat animations are simply extraordinary, and technically proficient enough to handle practically infinite combinations of characters, weapons, fighting styles, environments, and clothing. Technically speaking, it’s a remarkable accomplishment.

Much to my surprise, I also learned to appreciate what I’ve loathed about fighting games for years: the character design. I used to hold the obnoxious denizens of such games in total contempt, writing them off as the self-indulgent products of juvenile, stunted minds. I’d assumed, incorrectly, that these over-the-top personas were there merely for the sake of variety.

But as it turns out, all that silliness serves a purpose. I didn’t appreciate Voldo’s freak-out appearance, for example, until I was well-acquainted with his unorthodox and bizarre combat abilities. And Ivy’s oversexed dominatrix demeanor perfectly compliments her confident, punishing move set. Tira’s bi-polar hysterics match her ever-shifting stances and frenetic attacks. In every case, appearance personifies ability, and brings that character’s fighting style into sharp focus.

I’ve no doubt that these realizations will probably strike fans of Soulcalibur and other fighting games as painfully obvious, but for someone who used to dismiss the genre out of hand, they’re practically revelatory. I’m beginning to suspect that Soulcalibur IV isn’t the only fighting title whose strengths I may have overlooked.

Whether I’ll ever become proficient at Soulcalibur IV remains to be seen. To date, my tentative forays into multiplayer matches have been less than triumphant, in part because I’m so enamored by the game’s variety that haven’t devoted enough time to learning any single character. But I’m headed in that direction, and enjoying every minute.

It’s not every day that sixty bucks gets you a good game. It’s even rarer when it buys you a whole new outlook on a genre. It that respect, it might be one of the more lucrative gaming investments I’ve ever made. Soulcalibur IV might be my first fighting game purchase, but I doubt it will be the last.

Adam LaMosca is really Voldo in disguise, but don’t ask him to do your taxes.


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