I don’t know how many times it’s happened in my life, but I hazard to guess that the number is somewhere in the hundreds. After playing a game that I had been enjoying from anywhere from minutes to hours, I begin to become frustrated with the controls – games, specifically, other than Resident Evil, where such gimping is an intentional identity. Games, instead, that don’t aspire to hinder the player, but nonetheless fail to respond as quickly as they should when the jump button is tapped, where my avatar takes a tumble after a hit that looks a mite weak-sauce, or where I feel that I, myself, could have jumped out of the way or swung my arms faster. more »