Where are the Games for Children? By J.M. Henson • December 11th, 2024 There is no greater void in the current market than games intended for children.
To Rewatch a Predator By J.M. Henson • September 27th, 2024 Was I laughing at the reactions of terrible people ruining their lives, or was I laughing at the quirks of people who, to some extent or another, are unable to fully recognize the severity of their offenses?
The Grimy Optimism of the Metro Series By J.M. Henson • August 2nd, 2024 There’s a sense of forward momentum in the tunnels.
Fallout 4: The Railroad Has a Short Track By J.M. Henson • June 24th, 2024 The questions of Civil Rights and self-determination that the Railroad are attempting to posit to the broader Commonwealth are rendered secondary (at best) to secret-agent roleplaying.
Learning to Love the Mountain While Getting Over It By J.M. Henson • May 9th, 2024 To begin the task of climbing was to promise myself that I could reach the summit.
Why Max Hass Matters By J.M. Henson • April 1st, 2024 The act of resisting the Nazi occupation with violence is not enough. The Resistance must also revolt via empathy towards those that fascism casts aside.
Lethal Company and the Ethos of the “Bad Job” By J.M. Henson • February 16th, 2024 It is a fact of playing a horror game ad nauseam that it will at some point become less scary, and this is another facet of the gameplay loop that invokes the feeling of working a drab retail position.
