#editorials
#editorials
by RJ (@suppadoopa)
2015 is over and that means I get to brew up a videogames list. Everyone loves reading lists right? 2015 despite all its releases was a soft year for me. Nonetheless I played some lovely and disappointing videogames last year.
By: Kevin (@prufesuroak)
films d'hier is a new column we’re introducing to pretty much be a place where my love letters to films can live. These are more opinion and personal taste pieces for the most part. But a massive chunk of my favorites are the undeniable classics if you’ve seen them. Relive them, and if you haven’t and don’t mind spoilers read on.
“There was before Breathless, and there was after Breathless”. A phrase that usually accompanies Breathless.
Breathless is a love story between Patricia; a woman trying to figure things out, and Michel, a small time crook and con man without a care in the world, making ends meet by pickpocketing, and boosting cars whenever he needs them. Patricia is a New Yorker in Paris trying to be a journalist, who’s also figuring out what she likes about Michel.
By: Ryan (@henchman34)
Creative Assembly, or more likely SEGA, is once again holding consumers’ wallets hostage with a controversial preorder DLC. This time, it’s with the new Chaos Warrior Race pack for Total War: Warhammer. With the worldwide release date of Total War: Warhammer set for April 28, 2016, comes the tide of new preorders and preorder offers. There’s only one problem. Creative Assembly’s idea of encouraging preorders, is offering a relatively large portion of the game to early buyers, despite that many fans believe the content should be shipped on release. Needless to say, this announcement of the Chaos Warrior race pack has made waves among the Total War community.
by Omar (@siegarettes)
This is an impressions piece based on a single playthrough of the game. The full game has multiple worlds and endings.
Amnesia has to be one of the most played out narrative devices in fiction. It’s an easy way to create a sense of mystery and give the protagonist the same denial of information that the audience has. That gets weird real fast when you drop that into the context of a romance, especially when you’re not trying to build up a relationship but figure out what it was to start with.
By: Bridget Gordon (@thaumatropia)
This is the final installment of a 3-part series. Here’s Part 1 and Part 2.
There’s a particular kind of fanfiction called Fix Fic. These stories essentially try to address something in the story or the universe that the fic writer believes is wrong somehow. An example would be Firefly fanfic that features Asian characters— something the original canon, despite borrowing so heavily from Chinese culture, frustratingly neglects.
Eventually I realized that my playing FIFA is, in effect, a way of creating Fix Fix in order to reconcile how the current landscape of English football is and how I think it should be. In the real world, AFC Wimbledon are stuck in England’s fourth division, struggling each season to avoid relegation to the semi-professional leagues. They have barely any money and, while several promising young talents have emerged from the academy system and broken into the first team, none of them are going to be world-beaters.
This is the second of a three-part series. You can find Part 1 here. Look for the final installment next Friday.
By: Bridget Gordon (@thaumatropia)
Two years ago I was broke and couchsurfing with a friend. While channel surfing for something to have on in the background while I searched for jobs, I discovered Fox Soccer Channel, which offered 24/7 soccer programming. I developed a love for the sport as a kid, but they didn’t show soccer on network TV much when I was a kid (and my family couldn’t afford cable). So I drifted in and out, catching most of every World Cup but missing out on most everything else.
While desperately searching for work, I would have FSC on in the background, which in the afternoons meant either replays of Premier League games from the weekend or, occasionally, a Champions League game. When I finished looking for work, I would keep the TV on and lose myself in whatever games were on. I rediscovered everything I loved about the Beautiful Game— the speed, the unpredictability, the moments of individual brilliance, the fan culture.
By: RJ (@rga_02)
Growing up, I knew next to no one with SEGA hardware. To this day, I only know a couple of people who still swear by company like it was the early 90s again (clickbliss’ very own Editor-In-Chief being one of them). I’ve always viewed them as some secondary gaming company due to my little exposure to them. Some of their games looked interesting, but they were never on my radar. I’d only play them if I was at a friend’s house who owned SEGA games or if they were gifted to me. Looking back however, I’ve had a lot of memories with that “secondary company”.
By: Bridget Gordon (@thaumatropia)
This is the first of a three-part series. Look for the next installment next Friday.
I’m going to tell you a story.
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Once upon a time there was a young boy named Nathan. He was ten years old and lived with his Mom and Dad in Seattle. His Dad was English and grew up in a modest but loving home in South London, while his Mom grew up in North Carolina and met her future husband while studying abroad in England. Nathan had no brothers or sisters. They lived in a bright green house in Ballard. His Dad worked long hours but always made sure he had Sundays off. Sundays were their day together.
One Sunday in late November, Dad had surprised everyone with Sonics tickets. Nate was so excited to go to the game he could barely sit still. Everyone had a great time, even though the Sonics got beat pretty handily by Utah.