It’s been a while, but I remember reading WildC.A.T.s for a while in the 90s. It was full of women in painted-on micro-armor and men with shoulders that could block doorways. Everyone was always posing dramatically and scowling those beautiful, Jim Lee, dark-eyed glares (even when it wasn’t Jim Lee’s art, that’s what everybody was trying
My random pick for a book review this week is the lovely Steampunk story from 2004. And by lovely, I mean strange. Really strange. And by story, I mean a collection of things that happen in a roughly linear timeframe to characters who don’t really have a concrete motivation and you’re not entirely sure what happens to
By guest columnist cine_bomb. Honestly, despite all the buzz I wasn’t really looking forward to this film because it was long and didn’t really seem that interesting, but I’m glad I went through with it as I ended up being really blown away.
It’s 2017 and the year is already starting to show some promise in terms of video games. Big releases like Horizon: Zero Dawn, Mass Effect: Andromeda, and The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild are just around the corner. But it’s because of these games looming in the distance that I can’t help but look back
When we last saw everybody, an army of undead Titans was destroying Cybertron and Starscream had swallowed his pride enough to ask Elita One for help. And she refused. You’d have expected Starscream to suggest doing something sneaky and unethical at this point, but it was Windblade who volunteered to sneak behind Elita’s back, to interface
“Fantasy,” Maurice often declared, “is the best means children have for taming wild things.” Where the Wild Things Are is the first exposure many people have to fantasy. The author and artist Maurice Sendak created this beloved children’s book, along with writing and illustrating twenty-one other works, creating the illustrations for almost a hundred more, and even providing the set design
I wasn’t much of a Scooby fan growing up; the recycled Hanna-Barbera animations always bugged me. But I’m a fan of 80s nostalgia just as much as the next geek, so I took a look at the collected Scooby Apocalypse graphic novel, without expecting much. I’ve gotta say, I’m pleasantly surprised. The story is sometimes
By guest columnist my_year_in_movies. Of all of this years Oscar nominated movies, this was one that I’ve really been looking forward to and it didn’t let me down. Hacksaw Ridge really is a story of two halves. The first half is kind of like a well-made Nicholas Sparks movie with a bit of ‘Private Benjamin’ thrown
“Be careful,” she says and smiles again. “You’re starting to taste like regret.” “And how does regret taste? I imagine it’s bitter.” She shakes her head. “Then you’re mistaken. It’s not bitter. Regret tastes like dead roses and stale bread. Regret tastes like dust.” I’ll admit it; I’ve been in kind of a rotten mood