I’ve always maintained that playing games with friends, especially in co-op, can make even the most mediocre game a fun fucking time.
It’s only more recently that I’ve begun to understand why I feel this. Why do I and three friends recall fondly our 30-or-so shared hours in Dead Island?
You’ve probably all heard that the Power Rangers are getting a new movie based on the original series. I’ve seen a lot of people excited by the news and others still already calling for the original cast to return.
Let’s take a step back for a second.
“Hey babe…” Vinnie greeted his girlfriend as he came in through the door. His voice was dripping with lust. After all, it was 14th February 2014 – Valentine’s Day. “I’ve got a surprise for you…” he continued, his left eyebrow slightly raised as a smirk crossed his face.
It was 20 years ago today that the Power Rangers first front-flipped one-by-one over a camera before posing for children everywhere with a television (or at least those with fancy satellite TV services). The heavily adapted Japanese import’s legacy is undoubtedly huge – just about everyone in their 20s knows the original six rangers, and has their favourites.
It feels crazy to me that its been a week since Ayacon 2013 ended. As my first big summer anime convention, I’d been really building it up in the weeks prior to the event – thinking about staying in a sizeable chunk of a University campus with anime, manga, Japanese culture, games, friends and weeaboos as far as the eye could see.
Massive Spoilers for Brothers (sort of) below. You have been warned.
So finally, Brothers: A Tale of Two Sons is out. Hearing pretty much universal praise on Twitter is pretty heartwarming, and frankly validating of my own opinions towards it. There’s something very important in the way its story is told, and I’ve been wanting to talk about it for a while now.