![]() It’s a physics puzzler which means finding the weak spot in the building and setting off chain reactions of falling masonry to finish of the verdigrised porkers. The game involves firing circular birds out of catapults at equally circular green pigs who are usually hiding behind buildings made out of wood, stone, glass and smugness. Most iPhone owners shrivel up and die within an hour of being cut off from the App Store, with all that’s left being an ironic T-shirt and some self-consciously hip photographs of them drinking Lattes with someone called Sasha who runs an improvisational theatre company and desperately needs to be beaten to death with a bag filled with shit and bees. It’s hard to get on a train without the soprano twittering of Angry Birds going on somewhere in the carriage, unless you’re taking a trip to one of those godforsaken places that’s out of 3G range. Angry Birds is a phenomenon – which is a kind way of saying that almost everyone playing it is the kind of utterly dreadful human being you’d quite like to drown in a vat of piss and Cheese Strings.
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