Gus Mastrapa takes an unexpected journey in Christopher Tolkien’s shoes.
Playable presents Jostle Bastard, a satirical action game by Pippin Barr.
Today in 1972 was the last day humans stood on the surface of the moon as it was the final day of moonwalking. So what are you doing this weekend?
It’s official: Wonder Woman will make her live action movie debut in the 2015 as-yet-unnamed sequel to Man of Steel. What role the character will play in the film, which also introduces a new Batman as well as Man of Steel‘s Superman, remains to be seen. Will the movie be a Superman/Batman story in which Wonder Woman plays a minor role? Will it be a Trinity story (as the three heroes are often called) in which all three get equal billing? Or, as some have suspected, is the unnamed 2015 movie a Justice League story that will also introduce the
Brian Bannen reviews Action Comics #26, Terminator Salvation: The Final Battle #1 and The Amazing Spider-Man #700.1 in this week’s edition of Last Week’s Comics.
Our first release as Mr. E Games was an educational golf game titled Hole in Fun. It sold a respectable 28,000 copies, but it didn’t make us rich. Our ambition in those days was strong. It was resources we lacked. Even after two decades – two decades that I would defy anyone to describe as anything other than a blazing success – we still largely got by on a project-to-project basis.
Mike “Broly” Begum is one of the best competitive fighting game players in Texas. In 2010, he ascended the competitive Super Street Fighter IV circuit to become a major state contender, while simultaneously achieving the distinction of being Texas’s number 5-ranked Super Smash Bros. Melee player. While accomplishing either of these feats is impressive, and accomplishing both simultaneously is even more so, perhaps most impressive is that Begum, at least ostensibly, would appear to be one of the least likely fighting game champions around.
Today in 1953 Vladimir Nabokov completed his controversial novel Lolita. Twenty-seven years later the Police would write a song called “Don’t Stand So Close To Me.”
I don’t care about your dumb-ass reasons why you don’t like something. Before I explain why, here’s an anecdote about quesadillas.
I. I’ve been reading a lot of critic Susan Sontag’s early essays of late. I’ve been motivated by a desire to have my own approach to criticism influenced more by that of other critics, and I’ve been influenced heavily in the way Sontag takes a work of art at face value. Explicit in her essays from the late ’60s, “Against Interpretation” and “On Style,” and implicit in the rest of her writing, is this refusal to separate an artwork’s “form” from its “content.” That is, she refuses to separate an artwork into what it “is” (a canvas, brushstrokes, colors, frame),