Phil Villarreal, film critic for the Arizona Star, has been writing a diary during his recent XBOX 360 RRoD ordeal. In it, Phil deals with his feelings of pain, betrayal, disappointment and loss by writing to his beloved XBOX.
I bought one of those Mexican Jesus candles and put it on top of you, hoping for a little divine intervention. Nothing. I opened your disc drive and blew into you, just as I did to bring back my old NES from the netherworld. Not working. Xbox 360, I wish I could quit you.
I don’t know how to tell you this, but I’ve started to see other consoles. I met this petite, compact, motion-sensing pal named Wii, and this big, black behemoth called PS3, and together we, well, I’ll spare you the details. It was meaningless lust and nothing more. I promise there’s still a place in my heart for you. Please don’t hold this against me. Sometimes a fella gets lonely.