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Aiddon on 28 August 2010
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Qays said:

"the dialogue was snooze-worthy"

You're insane. XII has the best script of any video game. Here, read:

Judge Drace: A viper amongst our Senators!?
Vayne Solidor: With Chairman Gregoroth as its head. With what dignity remained him, he confessed the poisoning and passed his own sentence.
Judge Bergan: A viper with many tails, much of the Senate is culpable.
Vayne Solidor: We have no choice but to strip the Senate of authority and assign powers of autocracy to myself until such time as order-
Judge Drace: Spare me your lies! I see the serpent coiled here before me.
Judge Zargabaath: Drace, you speak too freely.
Judge Drace: Zargabaath, do not tell me you join in this mummer's farce!
Judge Zargabaath: With Rozarria poised to invade at any moment, our leader must have a free hand.
Vayne Solidor: The once-great House Solidor is now reduced to myself, and my dear brother Larsa.
Judge Drace: Surely you would not go so far. Vayne Solidor! As Judge Magister and upholder of the law, I hereby place you under arrest!
Judge Bergan: You misunderstand, Vayne did not make himself autocrat, it was the very Ministry of Law which you serve. Do you see it now, Drace? When you bared your sword at his excellency, you bared your sword at the law.
Judge Drace: You wear the mummer's motley well, Bergan.

The treaty held with Kings of old is but a mem'ry, cold and still. With you we now shall treat anew, to cut a run for his'try's flow.

What claim does Gerun have on history's reins, seated on throne immortal, rent from time?

And lo! How brightly burned their lanthorn! Casts it back the shadow of Occurian design! Testament that Man's history shall be his alone!

The Nethicite is ours to give, to chosen bearer or to none. The heretic trespassed and set the rose of knowledge in Man's hand. With imitations they profane, it is anathema to us.

Driver! Faster, if you please. I would be loath to expend any of the violence of my present mood on my companions.

A city of men without countries. Pirates of the sea and of the sky. Few are they who would fain lay down their lives for a friend, let alone a king.

When he helped you off the Leviathan, he spited the Judges full sore. He cannot sit in idleness and expect to avoid a reckoning.

My lady. Your words still sound of doubt. Pray you reach your answer, ere we the Sun-cryst.

The Illusions of the past. You think to have cast them off, only to find them years later, unwearying, unrelenting. The past can bind a man as surely as irons.

At my own risk I will be blunt: no, I am not insane, FFXII's dialogue was downright BORING to sit through. There's a difference between being intelligent and elegant (Matsuno's OTHER games, Valkyrie Profile, and Assassin's Creed 2 for instance) and then there's being flowery and pretentious to make an ILLUSION of grace or depth (Metal Gear Solid 4, Xenosaga, and most of Nomura's resume). XII is the latter by a wide margin as it read like someone who thinks if they put enough faux-Shakespeare flourishes in there that it'll be automatically intelligent or "high brow"