Big Daddy from BioShock, a robotic monster with a drill for an arm and a retro-scuba mask for a face.

Big Daddy from BioShock, a robotic monster with a drill for an arm and a retro-scuba mask for a face.

I recently beat Bioshock and enjoyed the game.  As a libertarian socialist and fan of political science fiction, I loved the premise.  The game critiques Ayn Rand’s Laissez-faire capitalism by laying out a dystopia.  What goes wrong when you create a city run unchecked by the “free market”? Experiments on children, addicts killing those children for a fix, and a leader who is in charge not because he was democratically elected but because he’s the richest guy in town.

In spite of an awesome premise and beautifully grotesque retro sci-fi aesthetic, it took me a long time to get into BioShock because I couldn’t see myself inhabiting the protagonist, Jack.  I grew up playing games and reading novels and watching movies that starred straight men, almost always white.  After years of accessing fantasy worlds through an almost entirely male perspective, it was easier for me to imagine myself as a male than female.  But more recently, I’ve been spoiled by games like Mass Effect and Fallout 3 that let you customize your character, and it’s hard for me to go back to that default white male.

It was even harder for me to relate to Jack because he was a pretty neutral character.  (I admit there is a reason for this given in the game, but will avoid spoilers.)  I saw Jack representing the philosophy of classic liberal humanism, that people are blank slates to be written on.  Of course, my big problem with that philosophy is that only white, straight men get to be subjects.  BioShock assumes that I’m a white, straight man, too, and therefore I’m supposed to be able to project myself onto Jack.  No thanks.  If I’m going to have to play a male protagonist, I’d rather he has a personality, even if it’s one as ridiculous as, say, Leon from Resident Evil 4.  When Leon rescues and hits on the president’s helpless and whimpering daughter, at least I can laugh instead of feeling like I’m supposed to identify with him.

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