

Typically, tethered-to-a-desktop-PC VR is a real production to pull off. Unless that media can take you by the hand and lead you into a different world. It’s hard to engage with media in any meaningful (or escapist) way when even the sunlight is burning. It’s a different kind of escapism than I get out of watching Peaky Blinders or playing Spiritfarer.

When I’m wearing the Meta Quest 2 (originally called the Oculus Quest 2) I can’t see the stinging smoke or angry sky, and I breathe just a little easier. It’s all a bit on the nose isn’t it?īefore the fires, VR had been an oasis from the crushing familiarity of an apartment I couldn’t leave. For a few hours as the sun sets, the sky becomes the color of spilt blood, and the sun looks like the eye of an angry god burning a hole in the world. The air smells like a million-acre campfire and tastes bitter on your tongue. The sky outside my window is a ruddy yellow-brown, imagine the foggiest day of your life and throw a sepia filter over it. I live in Oregon, and my state is on fire.
