I found an empty Dead Rising machine, and spent the next 15 minutes engaged in the sort of splattery mayhem that keeps Jack Thompson awake at night. I can confidently say that, until you've picked up a bench and crushed a zombie with it, or used CDs shuriken-style to cut off zombie heads, you really haven't lived. Of course, this is Microsoft we're talking about, and no Microsoft demo experience would be complete or authentic without lockups and rebooting, which I got to enjoy—twice.
"What else are you gonna do next Friday night? Play Counter Strike?"