Titanfall drops in a mere ten days. Since the demo ended, I've hardly been able to contain my excitement for the first big game of the next generation of consoles. Who knows what exactly the game holds -- a new approach to multiplayer only, a new way to utilize Azure, and sadly, for me, a new way to view a midnight launch.
I can't wait to get my hands on Titanfall, but the thing is, I don't think physically, I ever will. Digital download is going to be the route for me because yes, I feel giddy Kinecting my way to the game. Had I realized how nice it was to switch from Forza to Ryse to Battlefield 4 without getting up and changing discs, I don't think I would have bought hard copies. Ultimately, when I trade in BF4, maybe I'll be glad I didn't, but it's that cool of a feature.
The joy of the midnight launch has been those moments of communal anticipation, the sharing of stories or playing of games with others while patiently waiting to pay for your game, get out of the store, and fire it up. My Xbox One launch night was like that. But firing it up meant updating and installing and waiting. And the waiting is the hardest part. With the required install, what use does a hard copy serve? None in this instance.
I'll look at my Gears of War 3 and Halo: Reach winter cap swag with nostalgia, along with my Gears of War 2 dog tag and inflatable Spartan helmet. No more midnight launches for me. "Xbox, go to Titanfall."
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