Space is such a frightening setting for a horror tale because it reinterprets social disillusionment through a celestial realm. FacebookTwitterLinkedin
The city begs me to see her once again. I am lost in its mesmerizing lights, spoiled by its back-alley crypts which promise me sanctity from the ceaseless storms. FacebookTwitterLinkedin
The fundamental mechanics behind gameplay all involve a rhythmic structure. FacebookTwitterLinkedin
Hyper Light Drifter’s greatest flaw is its lack of organic structure. This is also the game’s greatest achievement. FacebookTwitterLinkedin
“In a capitalist society, all human relationships are voluntary. Men are free to cooperate or not, to deal with one another or not, as their own individual judgements, convictions, and interests dictate.” – Ayn Rand...
My mind is at a standstill on the precipice of disaster. Any movement I make may prove misfortunate. Development initiates from acceptance and privilege. FacebookTwitterLinkedin
“Words can’t express what happened, but they’re all I got.” FacebookTwitterLinkedin
At the core of many military shooters lies a lack of empathy for the enemy. FacebookTwitterLinkedin
Thanks to numerous early leaks of titles, E3 this year feels less like an exciting event and more like a checklist to work through. FacebookTwitterLinkedin
Allow me to be frank: Quantic Dream has yet to develop a “good” game. FacebookTwitterLinkedin
Games are often viewed as a landscape of violence, a playground for sociopathic tendencies to be artificially unleashed. FacebookTwitterLinkedin
Originally developed by Ravenous Games, Devious Dungeon is the latest iOS game with the help of game developer and porting company Ratalaika Games to make it’s way over to the Nintendo Switch. While I haven’t...
Rockstar Games are entirely motivated by violence. FacebookTwitterLinkedin
We distract ourselves to overcome mundanity. We go on road trips. We listen to talk shows. We ramble on in conversations. We watch movies and videos. We take drugs. We deteriorate with intent. We...
There was a dryness to the morning air as I sailed to Paradise. Upon the shore stood my brother, sly grin on his face, welcoming me with shrewd menace underneath the wooden entrance awning....