Game Addiction

Owning a new computer has given me access to computer games I've secretly wanted to play for years but hadn't even bought, for the obvious reason that they wouldn't run on my old one anyway and would only lead to frustration.
Now that I have the new computer, those games run, and I'm playing, which in turn lead to frustration when I can't win them. Which is why for the moment I've put aside Prince of Persia - Sands of Time, I'm stuck at a big battle scene. The jump'n'run parts of the game are no problem, I like jump'n'run, but I just can't fight well enough. So I switched to another game, one that came out five years ago, American McGee's Alice, and I'm so addicted to that, for more than one reason.
Alice is the weirdest, strangest, most nightmarish, mature-audience game I've ever seen. Very atmospheric, with cool graphics and strange music. I know at least one person who should like this game, it's so strange and twisted, right up their alley. The words "ego shooter" don't do it justice. Lewis Carrol meets Tim Burton on a bad trip, that's what it is. An emaciated, tattooed and pierced Cheshire Cat. A truly mad Mad Hatter. What he did to the poor Dormouse...

I know how these games work. You run through an imaginary world, with increasingly difficult tasks to perform and enemies to fight. The games work on our pleasure principle - the more difficult it gets, the more pleasure and satisfaction you get out of "winning"; your brain remembers this, and wants more, hence, you play more, until you finish the game, with an ending that hopefully is as good as you wish, so that the "I want to know what happens next" - aspect is fulfilled as well.

I want to know if Alice's trip to the nightmare Wonderland results in her overcoming her fears and gets her out of the real world Asylum. But once again, I am frustrated. I'm stuck fighting the Jabberwocky.