Why Won't Anyone Believe Me?

I saw previews for a particular game on a few game sites a couple weeks back, and I immediately figured out that it was a game being developed by auteur designer Suda51, the same guy who was behind No More Heroes, and I really wanted to play it.

I then learned this week that this same game was being written by James Gunn... you know the guy who did the PG Porn shorts and wrote the Dawn of the Dead remake. And that made me want to play the game in question even more.

And yet, when I tell people I want to play Lollipop Chainsaw and they see a screenshot or concept art from it:

They give me a look that says, "Yeah, I know the real reason you want to play that," because the other reasons don't matter because it is a game about an attractive cheerleader killing zombies with a chainsaw.

It doesn't matter that Joss Whedon made a career off of a vampire-battling cheerleader because that was different. If I professed a love of Buffy or a desire to watch it, then I wouldn't have to weather those kinds of looks.

But because I'm a gamer, well, the fact that I might want to play a game made by a designer I like is irrelevant. I'm a perv because it is a game about a blonde cheerleader.

I sort of don't like this double standard.