A story about a dog, a brother.
Whatever makes you happy. Whatever you want.
Fact: There is one single, perfect, perennial Christmas album.
“I take damage, I take damage!”
Social distancing can be lonely. Animal Crossing makes it a little less so.
The world’s on fire, might as well write.
Sara got to meet Pee-wee Herman at this year’s NYCC and only freaked out a little.
Sara muses on the weirdly seductive quality of clowns. Exhibit A: Pennywise.
GLOW is a love letter to performance and the way it intertwines with work and life.
Sara gets hype over E3’s Dying Light 2 demo, glorious goofs and all.
If you’re one of the rare few terrified by horses, they’re pretty easy to avoid. Unless you play videogames.
Traversing the flooded streets of The Sinking City left a lasting impression on Sara.
Vulnerability as strength is something Fury understands. In the kingdom of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.
You know what makes an otherwise interesting game unplayable? Casual racism.
If Tom Bissell could write about how he did too much cocaine while playing Grand Theft Auto, what could I write about?
On a Route 66 roadtrip, Sara asks: “What am I doing in the middle of this godforsaken desert?”
Between the nightmare of daily news and the ethical quandaries of playing games by any triple-A developer, it’s hard to be assed to play games these days.
New York Comic Con is a monument to hype with amusements deliberately designed to part fans from their money and/or time, but Sara would hate to miss the fantasy.
When stuck sweaty on an overheated subway platform, it’s hard for Sara not to think that she could do a better job managing things. With Mini Metro, she can give it a shot.
AMC’s The Terror understands that, sometimes, the Arctic’s silence haunts most of all.
Nothing says summer like mystery, and the point-and-click adventure Unforseen incidents stirs up half-remembered recollections of murder cases and childhood towns.
The anger at the heart of A Wrinkle in Time.
Thankfully, simple pleasures aren’t hard to come by.
I’m ok and it was just a bad date, I’m ok and everyone has bad dates, I’m ok and no one needs to know
Suddenly memory merges with the present and I break away from the slow lane to run at full speed in the middle of the path.
Thor Ragnarok taps the best kind of nostalgia – for a time and place, rather than for a piece of merchandise.
Sara lets the devil in.
Is Agent Dale Cooper still the hero of this story?