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I couldn’t agree more. 2D content on SLR is the equivalent of showing up to a Michelin star restaurant and being handed a Lunchable. Like, excuse me? I didn’t strap a $600 futuristic toaster to my face just to watch budget porn filmed on what looks like a 2008 flip phone by someone’s half-drunk uncle.
I’m not some cave-troll gremlin jerking it in the shadows of my grocery list, wondering why I see more man-thigh than mammary. If I wanted to feel like an underpaid cameraman at an amateur sausage parade, I’d go work for History Channel: Rome Edition.
I invested in VR because I want the full "I-just-fell-into-a-hot-tub-full-of-supermodels" experience. I want to be there, not be some limp ghost watching Chad the Human Tripod do all the work while I sit around like a horny poltergeist.
But lately? SLR’s homepage is starting to feel like Craigslist: The Porno Years. Just random 2D garbage everywhere, like a digital garage sale where everyone’s selling broken VCRs and calling it “vintage.” Whatever happened to the golden age of those glorious OG scenes that made you feel like you needed a post-coital cigarette and a spiritual cleanse?
It’s like SLR’s taken their golden goose, shaved it bald, and told us it’s still laying eggs. No thanks. Give me back immersive quality because I didn’t sign up for “Walmart VR: Sad Edition.”