The World Ends With Youth By Rob Haines • October 29th, 2015 “The epitome of teenage isolation, Neku tried to understand other people, but his total lack of adult empathy makes them intrinsically unknowable, an unsolvable enigma.”
Tron Bonne and the Family Business By Brian Crimmins • October 22nd, 2015 The Misadventures of Tron Bonne shows us how we can reconcile our personal interests with an impersonal economic reality. It all starts by rejecting capitalism.
Fearing Fear Itself By Rob Rich • October 14th, 2015 “Jump scares and monsters are nothing compared to SOMA’s true horrors.” Rob Rich dives deep with Frictional Games’ newest horror title.
The Promise of Stargazing in Destiny By Matthew Kim • October 13th, 2015 “Destiny promised a universe beyond the sky; slowly it begins to deliver upon that promise.” Matthew Kim compares exploration between Bungie’s Halo and Destiny.
The Horror of Being Human By Kaitlin Tremblay • October 8th, 2015 “Both Resident Evil and Silent Hill represent the ultimate fear of losing whatever it is that makes us human.”
Salt Plays Itself By Jane Riley • October 6th, 2015 ‘In the span of two years, Salty Bet seems to have cultivated itself out of the mass commotion of anonymous wagering to a more leashed chaos and misanthropy.”
Gazing into the Beyond By Corey Milne • October 1st, 2015 “The easiest way to describe The Beyond is as a series of random acts of senseless violence…bears more than a passing similarity to many videogames.”
Letters from the Rapture By Reid McCarter and Jed Pressgrove • September 29th, 2015 “Do you think the failure to engage with Rapture as a work regarding spirituality is borne of fear? Or intellectual laziness?”
Blood & Ads & Oil By Harry Rabinowitz • September 23rd, 2015 “Let me be the first to tell you about Blood & Oil, a new series coming to ABC this September. It looks like shit.” Harry Rabinowitz on ads in LA vs. NYC.
Cassilda’s Songs By Bill Coberly • September 17th, 2015 “…the keys of the piano, now transformed from their pedestrian black-and-white into a dozen nameless colors, spinning and dancing and laughing with me…”
