All stories are short Sam. It’s just the telling that sometimes takes a while.
On the fly wisdom from Latigo Flint. He holds the copyright, but I reserve the right to be the first (one of the first? The first of many?) to quote him…
All stories are short Sam. It’s just the telling that sometimes takes a while.
On the fly wisdom from Latigo Flint. He holds the copyright, but I reserve the right to be the first (one of the first? The first of many?) to quote him…
The wonderful try^ad, with whom I find myself suddenly having a MySpace love affair, have just released a new single, totally free to download for all you lucky bastards out there. I’ve been a big fan for a while now, and I strongly recommend you go seek out their music, so you can enjoy the beautiful, trip-hoppy soundscaping of these audio tricksters for yourselves.
I’m listening to the single now, and it’s a thing of beauty… somewhere between ambient trance and trip-hop, something like where Moby was going with Play, if he’d gone more classical and less downtrodden poor and depressed.
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Hmm… I watched this movie today, as well.
And honestly, it was truly awesome.
But the thing is, everyone has said that this movie is awesome; I was an idiot for putting off watching it for so long (I got it into my head that it would be pretty bleak, but as well as being incredibly harsh and honest, it’s one of the funniest, most honest and as such most genuinely hopeful films I’ve seen in years). V For Vendetta has created conflict. But I’ve yet to hear a duff report of City Of God.
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Finally watched V For Vendetta, and I have to admit that I really quite liked it. I know that after my response to King Kong, I’m probably not going to be considered the most reliable critical source, but I needed to share it anyway.
For those of you who haven’t read the graphic novel, I recommend that you watch the movie first. This is my standard “good adaptation” advice, because no matter how good the adaptation, it’s never going to have the same resonance as the source material, and as such you’re cheating yourself out of a perfectly good movie experience by reading the book first. (more…)
This article has some fairly interesting ideas on the subject of gaming and the internet being once again demonised by the media and governments:
She says:
I’m sick of it.
Sick of the way you skulk around like a sick puppy. Sick of the way you style your hair. Sick of the fact that you expend more energy and enthusiasm in the act of choosing which shoes to wear than you do in following current events.
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My wrist hurts.
I blame Black. It’s my left wrist. Playing console games is the only strenuous thing I use my left hand for.
Gah, fuck. It REALLY hurts….
Which sucks. Because tomorrow is the last day I have to do the things I promised myself I’d do at the beginning of this four day break.
At the very least, I have to have made a start on editing my MySpace profile so it doesn’t make me physically sick every time I see it. And yes, I do know how pathetic that sounds.
I’d also kind of promised myself that I’d write at least one complete comic script. Actually, that’s a total lie. I promised myself I’d write a few. But not there’s only Sunday left, so I guess one is the best I can hope for. My present thinking is that I could probably manage a fully scripted “The Usual” vignette in the time I’ve got left, and some preliminary work on some others. “The Usual” is an easy bet, as it’s really just slice-of-life stuff, through a weird fantastical prism. Plus, it’s all pub-talk, and I’ve been in the pub a bit this week.
Well, we’ll see. I think this is going to be the earliest night I’ve had in ages. All the fun stuff I could have done to get a knackered wrist, and shooting digital terrorists is the best I could manage? Shit.
Two guys, 200 liters of Diet Coke, over 500 Mentos, and science!
Truly amazing… thanks, Steev. I’m going to go right on ahead and pretend they did that special, like, for my birthday.
Also, if you haven’t seen it already, watch the oozinator (or “the bukkake gun” as it’s known in chez Nix). I defy you not to laugh.
… I’m 33.
I’m pretty sure I was promised that real-life human sacrifice for this year. No sign yet, mind.
Meh.
I’m off to bed.
A game where it isn’t just possible for the player to kill homosexuals, Jews, Catholics, Muslims etc, it’s required!
Kneel before the awesome power of my Christian fundamentalist might!
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