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So I am one of those "slow-reflexes" people. I can't click on the film canisters fast enough, and without them, I can't seem to progress. Am I missing something?? Plus, I don't know how to speed up film being available to even try again - I just move around the map from place to place with no results. Help!
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My answer may not be very helpful to you but the only way I can complete something in a game which requires speed and accuracy is to call on one of my grandchildren.
Failing that I knock on my neighbour's door and ask if I can borrow their son (now aged 18 year) for five minutes - he finds it very funny.
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I found this to be one of the 'drawbacks' when I demoed the game and so even though I really liked it, I didn't purchase it.
I found that the film just dropped too fast and was gone too fast for me to even put my mouse on it. And after a couple of 'wrong' answers I found myself needing 6 rolls of film to continue with those scenes.
Hopefully, the Developers will make some changes here for us 'slower' players that like their game but can't keep up!
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![[Post New]](/templates/wanda/images/icon_minipost_new.gif) by Valdy on Sep 16, 14 5:28 PM
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I too didn't like the way the film rolls appeared, and then disappeared before I was able to catch them.
In fact, some of them disappeared even though I did click on them, but obviously not in the right spot. This part of the game becomes quite tiresome very quickly and is, as Fishpole said, a drawback.
You need a lot of film rolls just to skip a puzzle - 8 at the last count - and they are just too difficult to get hold of.
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Daxadillion wrote:My answer may not be very helpful to you but the only way I can complete something in a game which requires speed and accuracy is to call on one of my grandchildren.
Failing that I knock on my neighbour's door and ask if I can borrow their son (now aged 18 year) for five minutes - he finds it very funny.
How hysterical! When my youngest (28) came home from night school every night, he usually found me in my bedroom hollering "****", the "Matthew!" then another expletive to which he would holler down the hall (at midnight no less) - what did you break now? No, I would say, I can't do this. I can't figure this out. GET IN HERE! And in he would come, fix, play, finish, find or whatever needed to be done, lovingly call me elderly, female and something else .. so hard to remember after all this time passed ... sigh. Bittersweet memory. Anyway, I relate!
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