At New York’s Museum of the Moving Image, the first thing Eric Brasure and I ran into was BaraBariBall projected onto a screen. The first day of IndieCade East was short, merely taking up a Friday evening, so there weren’t that many people milling around. An IndieCade volunteer pressured us into taking the controls and she ran through the instructions.

I didn’t remember anything she said as I was confused that the controller in my hands was not what I recalled from my previous experience at the Eurogamer Expo. Hmm, a Sony Playstation controller. I was also double-thrown that we were in a 2v2 team game which is twice as many players as last time.

I spent a few minutes faking the activity of knowing what I was doing. This was vital as what I was actually doing was trying to figure out which of the four characters I had control of. After a few games, my team beat Eric’s and I high fived a stranger. But I wasn’t here to high five a stranger. I had told everybody I had flown to IndieCade East to high five Richard Hofmeier, the developer of Cart Life, for making it into the IGF nominations.

Eric and I put our controllers down for someone else to take up the find-your-character challenge then turned to face someone that Eric, at first, thought was a security guard. Sassy black jacket, crisp white shirt, black tie, all topped off with a pair of dark, intense eyes.

Hello, Richard Hofmeier.    

Friday night was Sportsfriends night and a Johann Sebastian Joust session was going on at the back. Hofmeier told us there were children playing and it was amazing seeing adults push children to the floor. The children laugh. Everybody laughs. It’s Joust.


But it was time for me to lose my Joust virginity. After observing several children trying to take down adults – sometimes successfully – I knew it was time to head in. Eric, Hofmeier and I joined the session.

The standard Joust game is familiar to many but let me cover it again quickly. Each player is armed with a Move controller and if the player moves the controller too fast, it will turn red and the player is out of the game. When the background music speeds up, the controllers are more tolerant to movement so players can move faster. The winner is the last man standing so players are encouraged to use any means possible to jostle the controllers of their opponents.

I’d heard that Joust could get pretty rough but this was from indie devs who were seasoned Joust hounds. With a group of strangers, all feeling out the game for the first time, I didn’t notice anybody throwing shoes at each other. Also: children.

The beauty of the game is that it’s so quick. There’s no time to get upset when your controller goes red and you’re kicked out – there’s always another chance to shine. I never won a game of Joust, although Eric did. But I had my moments. One time I swerved to discover I had been stalked by a child, and as he lurched for my controller I grabbed his arm just in time. I also asked Hofmeier to shake my hand when he’d hidden his controller inside his jacket. Seeing through my wafer-thin subterfuge, he backed away a little too quickly… and his controller died.

Here’s a short video of Eric and Richard losing at Joust.

There’s this thing that Hofmeier does where he seems like he’s elsewhere, thinking through possibilities, shuffling a deck of ideas. It may have just been due to a lack of sleep but I’m unconvinced of that. Eyes lost in the Joust match before us, he mused aloud whether the game could be played against an audio book instead of music.

We retreated into the main room which was full of the IndieCade finalists. Not all of them were videogames, such as Armada d6 which is a board game. We spotted the PC running Cart Life but it was far from lonely, with someone playing and others watching. After circling the room a few times I decided to try Davey Wreden’s The Stanley Parable, something I’d not turned my hand to previously. It was on my “play this sometime” queue but being at IndieCade East, it time for a bit of queue jumping.

The strange thing about playing in public is, well, you’re playing in public. After I started the game and a booming narrator began shouting the story of Stanley out through a set of speakers, I was aware I had an audience. This wasn’t Joust where failure was part of the package and The Stanley Parable was an unknown to some of the spectators. We’re back at that old chestnut of players as performance artists and I made the point of moving around with slow, wide turns, making sure I kept my pocket audience on the same page. Soon enough I reached the end of my particular Stanley adventure, was unsure what I had witnessed, and handed the machine to someone else. Definitely interesting. Definitely requires a few replays.

Okay, so, I had been trying to ignore it but stomach acid seemed to be burning a hole in my ribcage and was getting damn uncomfortable. It was probably down to a beautiful cocktail of jet lag and the environment of Far Away From Home. I begged Eric to tell me where a pharmacy was and he reeled off some lousy American-centric instructions which sent me off on a wild goose chase. No, really, I had to phone him up to ask why I was on a gloomy, lonely backstreet that no one else seemed to be exploring for a pharmacy. It was all good in the end, I picked up something called Gas-X and a Cadbury Creme Egg. I told Eric about the Gas-X but I mentioned shit about the egg. He didn’t need to know about that.

Sportsfriends had their talk. Doug “Joust” Wilson, Ramiro “Hokra” Corbetta and Noah “BariBaraBall” Sasso were on the panel with Henry “Spaceteam” Smith. I knew I was in America because there was whooping from the audience. I don’t do whooping. Don’t even think about it.

Doug Wilson, Henry Smith, Noah Sasso, Ramiro Corbetta, Frank Lantz

The talk finished off with Wilson and Corbetta taking on the “Sportsenemies” team of Rob Meyer and Grant Reid in a match of Hokra. The off-the-cuff commentary from IndieCade East host Matt Parker was awesome. Still, I was wondering if it might be better to watch some amateur Hokra on the floor rather than professional league on the big screen because it feels more welcoming for Hokra beginners like myself. The Sportsfriends tried to hold off the Sportsenemies but, despite a desperate fight back at the end which whipped the spectators into a frenzy, they lost the match.

My stomach was still troubling me and I threw in the towel. I was supposed to be high fiving Hofmeier but instead of hanging around for dinner and drinks, I decide to slope off with Eric and take it easy.

Damn you, jet lag. Damn you to Hell.


The audience applauded as Hofmeier was introduced as the developer of Cart Life, based in Seattle. He said he was confused: was the audience clapping for him or Seattle?

On the “Games as Commentary” panel with him was Paolo Pedercini (Molleindustria), Heather Chaplin (writer of Smartbomb: The Quest for Art Entertainment and Big Bucks in the Videogame Revolution), and Ian Bogost (known for god have you not heard who Bogost is). Simon Ferrari was the chair and muddled through the introductions. Then we were treated to this giant Molleindustria video montage playing overhead which was an incredible distraction while the panel was speaking. It’s a miracle we listened to the opening at all.

Richard Hofmeier, Ian Bogost, Simon Ferrari

Chaplin remarked that developers suffer from some naiveté because they do not acknowledge that the systems they build include their own biases. They are creating cultural forms which go on to shape opinion, regardless of explicit intent. The obvious example she offered was the FPS genre which acts as advertising for the military. This reminds me of the issues some have with Fate of the World, which is a developer’s interpretation of the serious problems the human race faces.

Hofmeier’s view was that games should expose players to something they don’t know, which sums up the ethos of Cart Life. Slap the unassuming “A Retail Simulation for Windows” on the front cover, then drag the players through the difficult lives of street vendors. This goes to the core problem I have with agitprop games which is you know what they are going to say before you play. There are two purposes to these games: to inform the uninformed or to rally like-minded people. Most of these games hit the latter note rather than the former.

This issue came back much later when Hofmeier got into the idea that people add “serious” films and shows to their Netflix queues, but not actually follow through on watching them. Associating ourselves with good work is enough to make us feel better. So do these games do more harm than good? We play a game about drone pilots – but then that’s it? The activism party is over?

Hofmeier also added that he was uncomfortable with the title of talk, because “commentary” suggested an authoritarian perspective on games. When a game is a vessel for an author’s message, the player’s agency is enslaved to that end. Pedercini said there was a new movement to “fake” the impression of commentary by not taking a position, letting the player explore the discussion themselves. Chaplin went further, asserting neutrality is a position in itself and it is dishonest to not acknowledge that.

There was more. Bogost had concerns that system-based games have failed us in terms of educating gaming audiences and games that sport personal narratives may be the only way forward (Oiligarchy vs Unmanned, Cart Life). Also there was some discussion that games don’t have the same contexts like other media (e.g. sections in a bookstore).

After the talk, Amanda Lange from Tap-Repeatedly introduced herself and her husband, the professor. Amanda was more effervescent in real life than her well-chosen words on the page betray. This may be down to her husband, the professor, who teaches people how to write. He weans them off their unnecessary semi-colons; he berates them for mimicking Gawker. The professor made me laugh and, er, also a little insecure about my writing style.

Brasure, Lange, Lange, Hofmeier
Eric Brasure, Lange #1, Lange #2, Richard Hofmeier

We attended the “Well-Played” Thirty Flights of Loving session where Drew Davidson gave his interpretation of the game as he played through it. Davidson, who I had pegged as Tim Schafer’s long-lost twin brother, was a wonderful performer. This was no dry critical exposition but a Penn & Teller stage act with developer Brendon Chung playing the straight man who won’t let a single secret of the game slip from his lips. There was little here that I hadn’t already come across online but it was great fun watching Davidson expound his way through the game. Indeed, more fun than I had when I played it.

Anyway, Rusty Moyher’s Bloop. Fucking Bloop, man.

fucking bloop

Bloop is one of these fighting finger games on the iPad for up to four players. Players must jab the squares of their chosen colour to get points, the one with the most wins. As the game progresses, the squares get smaller and smaller so things out here in the physical world get a little crazy. With two players, it’s like a contest of typing. With four players, it’s like there are more fingers on the screen than should be possible. I actually said, trying to wade through a sea of aggressive, stabby fingers, “There are too many fingers! Where did these fingers come from?”

We kept going back to that game again and again. It was so inviting, sitting there, looking pretty and Bloopy. After I had been transgressive with Eric once, pushing his arm away from the iPad so I got control, he then upped his game. Elbow in my face, taking the iPad off the table… a general lack of decorum.

Fucking Bloop, man.

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22 thoughts on “The High Five, Part 1

  1. First!

    I disliked this post because I did not appear in it and you did an inadequate job of foreshadowing my impending arrival. I mean, I’m glad to catch up on what I missed!

  2. Bloop is awesome!
    Great writeup. Ryan will be thrilled he made you nervous, I think. 😉
    And, I know, I talk too much when I meet new people. Nerves and/or something that runs in my family…

  3. Bloop is fucking MENTAL, guys. I love it so much. In one game I kicked people under the table. Joust is super fun for similar reasons–the rules are so loose that you can pretty much do whatever it takes to win. Unfortunately, the presence of children put a damper on really hard-core Joust playing–and don’t think those rugrats didn’t KNOW that and use it to their advantage.

  4. They may take my life but they’ll never take my semi-colons!

    I’m with Strunk & White; a well-placed semi-colon is an elegant thing.

    Sounds like you had a fantastic time. I’m looking forward to reading more.

    I’m a bit thrown by Hofmeier’s idea that “Games as Commentary” implies an authoritarian perspective, though. Could you unpack that for me a bit?

  5. @ShaunCG I’m with you. I love me some semicolons. I do, however, prefer the comma splice, the manic run on sentence that just goes on for a while to show a rambling–the violence of the dash–the violence of the dash–!

    That “in the land of punctuation” book sounds kind of awesome.

  6. Belly trouble aside, you sound like you had a great time and I’m kind of jealous. This year you, last year Armand… one day, I will be at an IndieCade. And Bloop sounds terrific fun — it’s Twister for fingers!

    Haha, I think you might have snapped Hofmeier ‘shuffling a deck of ideas’ with Eric, Amanda and Ryan there.

    And Gas-X sounds like something out of Fallout 3.

  7. L-l-look at you, author. Panting and sweating as you run through my punctuation; a pathetic creature of meat and bone. How can you challenge a perfect immortal machine?

  8. @Richard by the way that is not your fucking apartment any more and you should know that. Any more time paradoxes like this and the universe will implode.

    @ShaunCG Isn’t Stink and Whut an American style guide? As for Hofmeier’s comment, I may have abbreviated too much. He meant in terms of a directed experience where the author is telling you what you should be learning. He wanted games to be places where the players make their own experience, make their own lesson, not sit there and have a developer lecture them. In my notes I wrote “authoritarian” but possibly too harsh a summary, especially as he didn’t even use that word.

    @Eric: Are we saying… Bloop was best in show!?!?

    @Gregg: I think the next part is more surreal in some ways (still in the writing stage) but, yeah, it was totally worth the flight and time off work and the Gas-X (Upgraded). And, er, time away from family, I still have to pay that one back.

    I hope everybody is going to give me a shitload of grief for writing a personal LiveJournal here.

  9. @HM It’s totally okay to write a personal Livejournal because yours is a well-written Livejournal. It’s just not a shitty Livejournal like, for example, a piece I read the other week by–oh, it would be too cruel to pick out specific examples.

    I suddenly have a massive craving for leftover peach curry chicken.

  10. @HM: eh, the Americans may be a barely literate nation state but they’ve produced a couple of competent writers.

    In all seriousness The Elements of Style is a wonderful little book and the only British equivalent I can think of would be some of Orwell’s essays on writing, which are great but not compact, comprehensive manuals.

    Ah, okay! So we’re talking commentary as in director commentary rather than a panel discussing their perspectives. I get where he’s coming from, then, although I’d say that form of commentary is something that most players are unlikely to encounter, rendering it more an interesting artefact for devotees or critics rather than authorial fiat willing a certain reading into being?

    I enjoyed your livejournal blog entry but am disappointed that you’ve gone back on your vow to never write any such thing and oh no wait that’s not what you ever wrote is it I guess I just have poor reading comprehension or something

  11. Shaun, are we talking about the same thing? The term “commentary” here is meant in the same vein as “political commentary” or “social commentary”. So Unmanned can be viewed as commentary on drone warfare. Cart Life could be viewed as commentary on life for those at the bottom. But Hofmeier was uncomfortable with framing games in that way.

    I might modify the wording a bit to make this clearer so new readers won’t get confused the same way.

  12. Damn, I can be obtuse. I think because the mention comes following a panel discussion I made the connection of critical commentary upon a cultural object rather than an object which itself commentates.

    A durrrrrr

    So okay, yeah, I see where Hofmeier is coming from.

  13. Glad you made it safely home, Harbour Master! If you’d stayed here in America you’d have been ridiculed for misspelling “Harbor.” Over there, it’s normal!

    So many things to react to…

    1) Cadbury Creme Egg is Yes. They’re not good for you. They’re cloying. But every now and then you need one.

    2) Semicolon is Yes. Knowing how to use a semicolon properly is the sign of a well-educated and erudite individual; it’s the Going-To-The-Opera of punctuation. Many people go to the movies; many people go to concerts. Common people. But only certain, superior people go to the opera.

    3) Bloop is Yes. That looks like too much fun. Fucking Bloop, man.

    I’m still awash in regret that I didn’t just bite the damned bullet and drive out to New York to hang out with you guys. An eleven-hour drive is a small price to pay! Curse my laziness! I could have met HM and hung out with Amanda & Ryan too. I haven’t seen Amanda since she moved away from Michigan. It’d have been a reunion!

    4) Failure to bite the damned bullet and drive out to New York is No.

    I’m going to go to the UK for an event. I have to. I’ve got this passport I never use and I’ve never been to England and I could meet a whole crew of delightful people. And I speak the language! Eurogamer Expo, here I come!

  14. It seems that I forgot to reply to your comment Steerpike! I was ridiculed for many things while in the US and even small children threw rotten fruit as I walked past, spotting my Britishness I mile off. It was horrifying.

    I was ashamed of the egg purchase because I had a serious excess of acid which I thought might spin into nausea… and I then I went and ate sugary junk. Ashamed I tell you. So ashamed I kept on saying “water” with the American virtually-silent T rather than the home-grown version with spit and everything.

    I need to find more ways to get Bloop into the conversation. It’s a crime this game has not done better because everyone who plays INSTANTLY gets it.

    Are you really going to visit the UK? Because that would be cool.

  15. You were in America and didn’t come see me?! Why that’s, that’s… totally reasonable. There’s not much going on in North Carolina right now. I can only imagine how much Gas-X the food would necessitate.

    The bit about neutral commentary being a position is something I’ve thought from time to time, and while it can often get on my nerves, I’m not so sure I’d call it dishonest. Am I being neutral by saying that? Is this meta?

    I also like how opposite Amanda and Richard’s expressions are.

  16. Hey Beam, long time no something.

    I should expand that paragraph I bit, I really didn’t do a good job. What Chaplin means is that it is dishonest to assert that neutrality is NOT taking a position. You’re saying that both sides have a point of view. But take, for example, pacifism vs ethnic cleansing, saying you are taking a neutral stance is lending weight to the darker side of the equation that might not have been there.

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