I don’t talk very much about my love of the Angry Birds around here, but hey, it’s Friday. Let’s do some confessing.
When I bought my HTC EVO last year, the thing I was most excited to do with it was play Angry Birds. By that time, everyone and their mother seemed to be playing the game and I wanted in on the action. Most of the time, I ignore mobile phone games due to the fact that they’re too simple, too interested in getting me to buy gems or stars or star-gems, or they involve spamming my friends with requests to by garbage cans or Werewolf spray or whatever. Note that I said “mobile phone” and not “mobile” as I don’t want to disparage my beloved iPad.
Angry Birds was different, though. It was simple yet it ramped up to fiendish levels of difficulty very quickly. It had a great sense of humor and an increasing stable of birds that allowed them to tweak the levels to increase the challenge without seeming cheap. Many the stages did I clear with three stars, often times repeating the same efforts on my wife’s phone.
So I played a ton of Angry Birds. When Angry Birds Seasons came out, I played a ton of it, going so far as to spend every working moment of the time between Christmas of 2010 and New Year’s of 2011 three starring all of the Halloween levels. I’m not going to say I was unproductive those days, but well, let’s just say it was good that nothing was expected of me. When Rio came out, I played it for like, one level, but I hear my daughter liked it more because it was easier. I wouldn’t know as I rarely let my kids touch my stuff on account of me being a horrible, selfish father.
Eventually though, flinging pigs lost it’s allure. It’s not that the game got bad, it just got vast and I was ready to move on to something else. Thankfully, Rovio was too and their move from the surly bonds of Earth to the glorious vastness of space was just enough to get me back into the pork destroying business.