The End of Another Generation: I am Doing an Install
I'm writing a retrospective series about the end of the 8th Generation , which includes a Top Twenty Countdown of my favourite games. Back in the day, the only things we had to worry about when we bought a new game were getting the shrink wrap off without cracking the case, familiarizing ourselves with the controls by skim reading the manual on the car ride home, and maybe having to delete our NBA Live `99 season to free up slots on our solitary memory card. Not anymore though. Not now that we've got got increasingly massive compulsory installs and day-one patches to contend with. Lengthy installs and patches are nothing new, of course. We've been doing them since the PS3/360 days, but we didn't used to have to plan around them. I didn't need to think ahead and insert the disc hours before I wanted to play it. Red Dead Redemption 2 might have been a sixty-hour game, but at least seven of those were the install. Games do seem to install far faster on our new conso