Released in 1950, Akira Kurosawa’s Rashomon left a defining impact on genre storytelling. Today, it’s April 15th in 2020. Almost seventy years hence, the appeal of the movie seems to only become more profound as time passes. Or, to put it another way – people keep putting Rashomon in works they make. References to it…
BECAUSE THE NIGHT
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IT’S VALUE THEORY OF LABOR!
I associate any kind of manual labor with basically two periods in my life: Living at home as a teenager is number one. The second is much later in life on my own – actually doing so to actively keep a roof over my head. What ties both of these points in time together is…
QUARANTINE VOL 1. MINECRAFT
DISCLAIMER: Quarantine is a volume of written word that will be running until people have stopped dying. Creation is a primary act of play. I’m going to lead with that sentence and pretend I know what it means – we’re both going to go on a journey to discover it. Creation is a primary…
ANIMAL CROSSING: BAD GATEWAY
Don’t ever forget, at any age, that is important to do absolutely stupid things. Date a baker, break into a government office. Do a ton of drugs and wake up behind someone’s couch. Sell all of your belongings so you can buy a new video game console. Try not to be at least overwhelmingly cruel…
DISCORD
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RE:BIND
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REAL, PRETEND JOURNALISM
At four o’clock on Sunday afternoon, all of the sick emotion I felt in the pit of my stomach welled back up to the surface, as if they were a deep-sea creature confirming its existence. A brief and apologetic conversation later, there I was. Flat footed on concrete in the Arizona sun. A feeling like…
UNSTOPPING
At night in my dreams, it’s always the same thing. The world drowns in fire around me. Like many things, this mostly has to do with the fact that I played too much R-Type as a kid. The unique vision of the apocalypse that these spaceship vs. 1 million guys games offered is unparalleled. Different…