I think it's just a problem with the attitudes of gamers in general nowadays. Everyone wants convenience, and instant gratification.
People don't stop and appreciate what they actually have. The atmosphere, the carefully crafted worlds and ambient sounds.. It's straight into "HOW DO I BEAT THIS GAME AS EFFICIENTLY AS POSSIBLE", and honestly I find that pretty sad. Games nowadays have so much more to offer.
One of my favourite DayZ experiences of all time was relatively insignificant from a gameplay perspective but it's stuck with me for months.
It was early morning, and I'd been caught out in the rain without a storm. The orange and purple hues of sunrise had been drowned by dark grey clouds and the approaching rumble of thunder. I had to find temporary shelter, which was thankfully provided by a small tin shed, just on the edge of a forest. I dried myself off, took a moment to drink, and waited, willing the storm to pass. In what was essentially a 'boring' moment to most, I noticed the beauty of it all...
The sound of the rain and wind outside, separated from me by only a few inches of metal.. The looming silhouette of the Green Mountain transmission tower in the distance, standing fast as a veil of fog slowly enveloped the landscape to the North.. The herd of cows seemingly huddled together in the treeline opposite..
The sunlight broke through the clouds and passed over the grass divide. I could safely get up and move on, but as I re-packed my bag and checked I hadn't left anything behind, I felt almost reluctant to leave that small tin shed. For a moment I was in Chernarus, and it was beautiful.