Video Games are as much a drug as heroin or crystal meth, in that when you play them, you feel GREAT. I defy any to drug user to say the sensation of sitting back in your couch as that first game of Grand Theft Auto IV loads up doesn’t compare to a veinful of the [...]
Since I live in a sub-dimension that’s time-shifted a month after your Earth world, I didn’t go see Wall-E this weekend. Instead I finally saw Prince Caspian. When I went to buy tickets from practically the only theater in New York that was still playing it, I was like “Prince Caspian, please!” and the woman [...]
One reason I haven’t been blogging with much regularity lately is that I’ve been working on a book, a fantasy novel. (Also: I am a lazy puke.) One of the great things about writing a fantasy novel is you get to roll your own magic system. Because every fantasy fan I know has always harbored [...]
Which I don’t really. But I will post this, since it is Internet law that every blog in Christendom must post it. It being the teaser for Joss Whedon’s Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog, starring Neil Patrick Howser, I mean Harris.
When I was little I assumed that all video games were eventually going to look like Star Wars. Massive spaceships with chunky irregular outlines, white with the occasional colored industrial markings, would hang in the inky void with tiny fighter ships flaring and dying around them by the dozens. Pink and orange planets and multiple [...]
As I get older, it only becomes more and more clear I will never read all the books I want to read before I die. There’s just no getting around it. There’s too many books! Even my Amazon Wish List, aka my Amazon “Don’t Want To Read That Much So I Will Put You On [...]
I don’t know how many of you out there in the land of the living read PvP. I do. There was a time when I did not ‘get’ why PvP was popular, but now that I’m down with the full continuity I find it consistently funny. I don’t even really mind that it has basically [...]
I haven’t kept careful records or anything, but I am willing to stake my journalistic integrity on the claim that at no point in the past 10 years have I had an empty in-box. A few weeks ago, when I came back from a leave of absence, I had a four or five hundred e-mails [...]
That’s the title of Frank Darabont’s unproduced Indy IV script. You know what, it is good. Too bad it pretty much amounts to fan fiction at this point.
This week in Time I wrote a column (which started out as a blog post) about stealing Wi-Fi. It’s here.
I’ve got a deadline, so I’m just embedding linking to the season premier of The Venture Brothers. Whose medium is dying now, TV? Huh? Huh? Not mine!
