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Copy and paste your blogs before you post them to Giant Bomb, says the man who just wrote a blog upwards of about seven thousand words on the Doctors. FUCK!
Today's Doctor Who blog brings us to the latest companion, Clara Oswald, played by the ridiculously attractive and talented Jenna Coleman. Since Clara's entry is short (I really ought to have tagged this on to last night's entry), I thought I'd discuss a bit of random stuff related to the show before we close the blog out tomorrow with a look at the five (yes, five) modern Doctors.
Right out of the gate, Clara Oswald (or Oswin Oswald, as she's originally named) is one of the most fascinating Doctor Who characters to date. Getting into the character's history is a bit tricky, because on a very technical level, Clara has been a part of the Doctor's life since his original incarnation, when she nudged him the direction of the TARDIS he should "borrow." Through the Doctor's various lives, she's helped push him in the right direction, saved his life innumerable times, and becomes "the only mystery worth solving," as Matt Smith's character puts it. And yet, she's completely human, neither Time Lord nor anyone of particular note save that she's vitally important to the Doctor's life.
Fantastic, right? It gets better.
We're first introduced to Clara in the first episode of the seventh season, in the terrific episode Asylum of the Daleks. She's locked in the heart of an asylum for insane Daleks, seemingly driven a bit pleasantly mad by isolation after having crashed into the planet some time before. Her interactions, both with the Doctor and with the fourth wall, are delightful. She's a firecracker of a character, reminscent of River Song in her sauciness, but with a youth and fire all her own. It's far and away the best single character introduction of the entire show, and that's including the Doctors, as it's sharply written, funny, and intriguing.
And that comes to define Coleman's Clara - she fires out lines as well as any of the Doctors, has a terrific seventh season story arc, and she chews up every scene she's in. It's a bit early on yet to tell where she'll fall in terms of the companions, but I'm guessing if the writing keeps up, she'll be even more popular than Rose Tyler. Fingers crossed.
I'm not sure how far into Coleman's story arc I really want to delve, as revealing much more of what makes her tick would give away massive, massive spoilers for the big Doctor Who fiftieth special, which should be watched by just about everyone who's even remotely interested in Doctor Who. I think I'm going to leave you a list of Clara's best episodes and call it. If you'd like to talk more specifics about her plotlines, I'm happy to, but let's do so in a PM or with great big spoilery tags.
For Clara's best episodes, well, watch all that she's in. But for the very best, definitely check out the 50th Doctor Who special Day of the Doctor, Asylum of the Daleks, The Rings of Akhaten, Journey to the Center of the TARDIS, and The Name of the Doctor. I'm a bit hesitant to add The Time of the Doctor, because other than the last few minutes of Matt Smith's sendoff episode, it's really not a standout episode. But I'd watch it regardless if you're interested in the furthering of Clara's companionship with the Doctor, as it contains some key moments as well as the introduction of Capaldi as the next Doctor.
- Probably the weakest aspect of Doctor Who in general lies in its hokey villains. Most classic enemies like the Daleks and Cybermen look like the cheap, cheesy versions they started out as in the original series. That said, some of the classic and modern Doctor Who enemies work really well with the show's mixture of drama and the absurd.
My particular favorites include the Weeping Angels, who are stone only so long as you look at them, and can move supernaturally fast when you aren't. Whether or not they actually kill depends on the episode you're watching - in several episodes, they send their "kills" back through time, feeding on the temporal energy instead of the actual victim, who is left very much alive, just displaced. In another episode (the pretty great Time of Angels), they actually do kill, usually by snapping the neck of the victim, and can adopt the victim's voice. You kinda have to take the sudden changes in the show's mythos as par for the course.
I'm also fond of season six's the Silence, even if they look absurd. These are aliens who've lived on Earth and guided us from the shadows. They can only be remember when they're seen, and when someone turns away, the Silence is forgotten about. They come into play in a bit of fascinating throwaway lore in a later episode of Doctor Who, as it turns out they're clerics of sorts. Neat.
As for individual Who enemies, I'm not sure they get much better than David Simm's The Master, who has several episodes in Tennant's run. He's a maniacal genius of a Time Lord who hears a never-ending beat of drums in his mind. The drums have driven him viciously mad, though he's of calm enough mind to enact several plots to assume control over Earth. His story arc is powerful, and as mentioned in Martha Jones's chapter of this blog, he manages to be the centerpiece of one of the show's few sociopolitical episodes. David Simm is a terrific actor, giving a grandiose, Shakespearean performance dotted with some quiet, more subtle moments. The character is fantastically written, too.
- For some reason, I'm not usually overly fond of the show's historical episodes. Partly it's the inconsistent anachronisms, partly it's because of the Doctor being the influence behind history's greatest minds, and partly it's because most of them make caricatures out of deeply complex people. I get that I'm a bit uptight about all this, but truthfully, I'm just not fond of them, save for a very, very few like the episode featuring Vincent Van Gogh.
-I wish John Barrowman was a part of the modern seasons again, but I can appreciate the need to reboot itself every few seasons. It's smart to introduce whole new casts of characters and develop new fan favorites. Similarly, I love the direction of the show since Steven Moffat took over as executive producer. It's become less stupid, the characters are much more evenly written, and while it lacks the superb highs of the Tennant era, there are far, far fewer lows. If you found yourself kind of tuning out during Eccleston or Tennant's runs, try giving the show a real shot from season five onward.
-I want all the TARDIS gear I've found on Amazon. I hope to God I don't get drunk one of these nights and wind up buying all that shit.
Hmmm. I feel like I'm leaving out some big chunks here, stuff I meant to talk about but didn't. I might revisit the miscellany part tomorrow, but we'll see. I doubt I missed anything of importance. Tomorrow, we talk the Doctors, and wrap things up with some predictions about Matt Capaldi's run and where I think the show is headed. See ya!
Today's entry in my Doctor Who bloganza covers two of the more complex companions of the modern Doctor Who universe. With David Tennant leaving the show and the showrunner torch being passed to Steven Moffat, the potential was there for some rough seas as Matt Smith took over and the show sort of re-rebooted itself. Gone were all the prior companions, the supporting cast, and much of the UNIT/Torchwood storylines. And for the first season of Matt Smith's run, right up until its phenomenal last two episodes, things were indeed a little rough around the edges. Thankfully, though, the show smoothed itself out and, by the second season of Matt Smiths run, had developed a terrific bit of flair and mystery to the proceedings as the mysteries linking River Song, Amy Pond, and Rory continued to develop.
And plus ten cool points if you got that. Plus one hundred if you are wearing a fez as you read this.
I thought about seperating these two out, but their stories are so intrinsically linked that it seemed hardly fair. Even when Rory isn't a presence on the screen (he was only in a handful of episodes in the fifth season, but became a regular in the sixth), he's certainly a presence behind the scenes.
We're introduced to Amy Pond as a child (who, in real life, is actually Karen Gillen's cousin - fun fact for you there). She's praying for someone, anyone, to come help her with a crack in her wall, a crack that seems to be growing bigger. Of course, she winds up with the Doctor, who crashes a bit unceremoniously in her garden. Both he and the TARDIS are in the final processes of regenerating, so the Doctor experiences everything through eyes. And a new stomach.
This is definitely Matt Smith's showpiece moment, his time to win over the audience or risk losing them, but it's also the time in which we're introduced to a brilliant new sidekick in Amy Pond. There's a bit of mystery to her and her surroundings, something that isn't really explored until the tail end of the season and throughout season six. As the Doctor is reintroduced to Amy Pond later in life, we're immediatelly drawn to parallels of Rose Tyler, which is a bit unfortunate for Karen Gillen. Both characters were facing down unsure relationships when they met the Doctor, and both develop a bit of a love triangle. But whereas Rose took to the Doctor, the Doctor takes steps to make sure that Amy winds up with Rory, often jamming them together uncomfortably and awkwardly.
Unfortunately, for most of the first few episodes, this "who will she end up with" was the focus ofor Amy Pond, and it takes some time to get the stench out. Love triangles always inevitably make one of the party look immoral, but the show manages to right this ship and create a firm bond between Rory and Amy.
In a curious twist, Rory ends up actually dying midway through the fifth season, but he's brought back to life as a plastic Roman centurion, meant to draw the Doctor and Amy into a trap in the friggin' awesome episode The Pandorica Opens. This episode, the first of a two-parter, is the moment when all three characters leave an indelible mark on the show, drawing together threads from throughout the season and giving each character (along with the always-terrific River Song) some brilliant moments - and that's not to mention it's done while the show's writers weave one of the best bait-and-switch moments in Who history.
Unfortunately, the show then shifts much of the focus back onto Matt Smith solely, which wouldn't have been a bad thing had it not glossed over Rory's defining moment, when he decides to stay with an imprisoned, unconscious Amy Pond for two thousand years to protect her. It's given, at best, a minute of the show's running time. A tiny hint of the time is explained by a museum tour guide, explaining that Rory protected her and her prison from war and fire, but it's not given nearly the time or attention that such a feat would deserve, and we don't get to see how the passage of time has affected Rory.
Thankfully, things spring back for both Rory and Amy in the show's spectacular sixth season, Having been married at the end of the fifth season, Rory and Amy were now firmly esconced as a couple (albeit shakily on a few occasions). Not having to deal with the shitty love triangle nonsense freed up the show in its sixth season (and bits of its fifth) to explore the history of the Doctor's relationship to River Song, who more or less became a regular throughout the season. You'd think this would lead to some lessening of the focus on Amy Pond and Rory, but it actually kind of helped, as all four became intrinsically linked to each other.
The best parts of season six are tied into some pretty heavy spoilers, which I won't go into here. But the four heroes, together, form the best group dynamic of the show in its modern incarnation, thanks to excellent writing and planning as well as superb acting. Once the various actors settled into their roles, the show left behind any feeling as though it were rehashing old ground and began establishing that aforementioned sense of cool. The enemies felt less ridiculous, the plots felt more plausible, and while there's an annoying little gotcha moment at the tail end of the season, it's by and large one of the most solidly written, solidly acted bits of Whoville.
While the characters don't leave the show until midway through season seven, I feel like The Wedding of River Song is more or less Rory, Amy, and River's farewell. From there, it's just letting go. What's remarkable about these characters is that while they're bold and at times broadly acted, they're far more firmly anchored than any of their predecessors. I like Rose Tyler just a touch more than Amy Pond, mostly due to the lackluster fifth season and the initial feeling of "been there, seen that done better," but truthfully, Amy is a bit more of a fully fleshed character, and I could definitely see someone making the argument that she and Rory were their favorites.
For the best Amy episodes, watch Time of Angels/Flesh and Stone (S5, cannot recommend these episodes enough for Who fans who know a bit about the Weeping Angels), Vincent and the Doctor (S5), and The Girl Who Waited (S6). For the best Rory/Amy episodes, watch The Pandorica Opens and pretty much the entirety of season six minus The Curse of the Black Spot, which was a piss-poor one-off episode. Most everything of theirs after The Wedding of River Song can be kind of written off, but they're all pretty good-to-great episodes.
No one, save for David Tennant, has knocked a Doctor Who role so far out of the park as Alex Kingston. I can't imagine anyone else playing the role of River Song. The idea is simple - she's the Doctor's wife, but they never quite meet in the right order. In fact, in their first meeting, she dies. She's also a time traveler on a pretty much as-necessary basis, and it's implied that she and the Doctor have many adventures off-screen.
What makes River Song so extraordinary is both the mysterious air of the character (it's established and hinted at very early on that she's a murderer) and the spark between her and Matt Smith that develops throughout the fifth and sixth seasons of Doctor Who. Smith, for his part, is a pretty decent actor, but it's Alex Kingston who is responsible for the bulk of the show's success in its sixth season. Kingston herself said that she drew inspiration from Indiana Jones and Ripley, and it worked. River Song swaggers, winks, and dazzles, and the show had a tendency to draw on the thrill of her character. I believe Kingston was in her forties when she played the role, making for a fresh-feeling dynamic between her and the younger Smith. And while Kingston is certainly a lovely woman, she's definitely not the waif in a short skirt type, bringing a sort of mature allure to the show we don't often see in television or movies.
If it feels a bit like I'm gushing here, I am. River Song's story arc is what drew me back into Doctor Who, and it's what's caused me to get so excited for the future of the show. If we even catch a glimpse of characters this well written (and we have - Clara has been a superb character so far), we're in for a wonderful time. I hope this isn't the last we've seen of River Song in Doctor Who, but if it is, she went out on a high note.
I'd be hard pressed to pick out any singular episodes of Kingston's run with the show. Seriously, they're all that good. Every episode she's in, she brings the fire. If you're wondering what Doctor Who has the potential to be, start by watching Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead and then skip ahead to the beginning of season five. As rough as the early goings of that season were, you'll find a lot to enjoy, particularly as the show begins to hone in on River Song's story.
And that's it for today. Tomorrow, I'll cover the relative newcomer Clara as well as some odds and ends beore we start on the big finale as I examine each of the modern Doctors and make some predictions about Capaldi's run as the Doctor. See you then!
Welcome, one and all, to the second part of my Doctor Who bloganza. Yesterday, I talked a little bit about the Doctor's return to television and his first companion, Rose Tyler. Today's blog is going to cover his second and third modern companions, Freema Agyeman's Martha Jones and Catherine Tate's Donna Noble. It should be noted that while Martha Jones would join the cast full-time first, Donna Noble would make an earlier appearance between the second and third seasons for a Christmas special, making her technically the second companion to... you know what? I don't particularly care. I'm calling Martha Jones the Doctor's second companion and Donna Noble the third. If you have a problem with that, know that I understand the technicalities and don't give a hoot.
The Doctor's companions tend to serve multiple roles, often all at the same time. They can be love interests, friends, or allies, but most of all, they have existed in the modern series to be his anchor and often his conscience. Rose Tyler served as both a love interest and as a mender of his broken spirit after he destroyed two entire races of beings, including his own. Both Martha Jones and Donna Noble served very specific roles for David Tennant's Doctor, with varying degrees of success.
We're first introduced to Martha Jones after the Doctor has left behind Rose Tyler in an alternate universe and the events of the horrible Christmas special that followed (more on that in Donna Noble's section). She's a nurse, studying to be a doctor, who encounters the Doctor first in the street and then in the hospital in which she works. This episode, Smith and Jones, does its job functionally well, setting up Martha Jones as a family woman, exasperated by her siblings and parents, but with strong ties to them nonetheless. It also sets up her infatuation with the Doctor, as at one point he kisses her firmly to transfer some of his DNA in order to fool an alien race. Her infatuation is, of course, one-sided, as the Doctor is still grieving over Rose and hardly seems to notice Martha until she finally asserts herself at the end of their run.
Unfortunately, that's about as much character development as we get with Martha Jones. She serves primarily as a rebound companion for the lost Rose Tyler, although being black, the character's story arcs also allow for the possibility to explore racial issues of the past, present, and future. Unfortunately, Doctor Who, being still a family show (more or less), never quite takes advantage of those opportunities, instead opting to display the past with rose-colored glasses, showing people of color in prominent roles in society and blatantly disregarding the travesties and moral crimes of the past (as seen in the earliest parts of the tepid Shakespeare Code). It's meant in earnest, meaning to portray equality in all people, but it genuinely feels like it's trivializing centuries of racism and equality issues by glossing over the topic.
But Doctor Who is meant for entertainment, and so we should turn to a study of whether or not the Martha Jones chapter of the Doctor Who series entertains. Unfortunately, while Freema Agyeman's performance is fine, her character just never quite sparks. As mentioned, her character development peters out, leaving her as a lovestruck companion who will never see her love returned, as the Doctor by and large ignores her feelings. There could have been some room to play with this, perhaps with some resentment and jealousy on Martha's part, but again, it never goes anywhere, leading to a limp resolution of her character and several halfhearted attempts to give her a happy ending in future episodes.
It's sort of fitting then that she would ultimately wind up with Rose Tyler's ex-boyfriend Mickey of all people. Both characters loved someone they couldn't have, were ultimately wasted by the show's writers, and never amounted to more than footnotes in the Doctor's long history of companions. Given just a bit more effort and balls by the producers, Martha Jones could have really shined as an entertaining character as well as serving as a glimpse into history's uglier side and our triumphs over racism and bigotry. Instead, she was, at best, a way station for the Doctor. Sad.
That said, Freema Agyeman's performance is terrific, given what little room she has to explore the role. Her run features some of the better one-off episodes in the whole of the series, and one of the best mid-season two-parters in Human Nature, in which the Doctor wipes his own mind and creates a human backstory for himself in order to hide from a warmongering family of aliens. The two-parter is notable mostly for Tennant's performance, but Agyeman's heartache over watching the Doctor fall in love with someone else is palpable, and she plays the role perfectly. Also of note are The Lazarus Experiment, where Martha's love and frustration with her family is put on full display alongside a great Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde villain and the two-parter The Sound of Drums and Last of the Time Lords, which puts Martha front and center as she finally comes into her own. Sound of Drums and Last of the Time Lords also features the greatest modern Who villain to date in David Simm's The Master. The episodes also feature a thinly veiled story about slavery and rising up against oppression, easily the best sociopolitical episodes of the modern Who universe.
I dreaded writing this section. I can't bring myself to care for the characterization of Donna Noble, but her episodes are deeply critical parts of the Doctor Who lore, and feature some of the best writing of the series to date.
Much of my irritation with the character can best be summed up by her introduction in the stunningly dreadful The Runaway Bride. Technically, her character made her first appearance in the last moments of the second season, but she wouldn't get to know who she was until that Christmas special. Donna Noble is introduced as a screeching, loudmouthed, braying jackass of a character, barely able to speak a sentence without shrieking or shouting. It really, really didn't help matters much that the villain, some sort of arachnid thing looking to give birth to thousands of little spiderlings, was even more brash and annoying than Donna Noble, not so much acting as just bellowing lines and making funny faces at the camera.
Thankfully, the writers took a sabbatical from Donna Noble for an entire season, opting instead to make Martha Jones the Doctor's full-time companion first. It was a smart move, because had they continued with Donna in that direction, I'd have quit on the show. I've no question of that in my mind.
When Donna Noble returned for the surprisingly smart and funny Partners in Crime, it became evident we were stuck with her, even if just for the short term. This is where the show really lost me the first time through, when I became more of a sporadic watcher than the Doctor Who binging maniac I am today. Donna Noble became sort of an emotionally polar character, alternating from terrific moments of seriousness and occasional spats of wit to a shrieking, breathless, buffonish caricature. The wildly uneven characterization is, in part, due to Catherine Tate's own comedic background, but having watched her run on The Office, I know she's better than Donna Noble.
It's too bad that the more dramatic moments are outshadowed by Tate's annoyingly aggressive loudmouthedness. The character is honestly well-written and deserves applause for her outstanding and incredibly sad conclusion (well, sort of). While the majority of her one-off episodes can be written off, she has some outstanding moments and particular episodes, easily among the series' best. Her overarching story plot is crucial to the Who universe, and she winds up actually feeling like an important character in the great scheme of things as opposed to a trivial one, like Martha Jones. The idea that her fate has been decided, that every psychic or knowledgeable person knows she's coming to a tragic end, it transcends the awkward half of the characterization and focuses the attention of the viewer on the dramatic side of things, which is where Tate shines.
Ultimately, I guess you could say that Donna Noble herself served mostly as a catalyst to get the Doctor and Rose Tyler back together, but doing so dismisses what's great and awful about her character. Take, for example, The Fires of Pompeii. This would have been a thoroughly awful episode of Doctor Who, featuring absurdly overacting psychics (including, oddly enough, Karen Gillen, who would portray a later Whopanion) and a dreadful, overly "oh my God!" performance from Tate for most of the first two acts. But then... then things get serious. The episode's villains are a race of fire-rock creatures stranded on Earth and sheltering under Vesuvius. The Doctor and Donna manage to make it to the center of the creatures' lair, where they realize, in one of the series' most haunting moments, that the creatures are actually hatling Vesuvius from erupting, but will take over the entire planet. Therefore, the Doctor and Donna must choose to blow up Vesuvius, causing the destruction of Pompeii and costing tens of thousands of people their lives at the expense of saving the world. The Doctor lays his hand on the trigger, and Donna Noble, in easily her most powerful moment, lays her hand on top of his and pushes down. Their anguish, their choice, and the consequences thereafter define Donna Noble as being much more than the awful, screeching thing of the first half of the episode.
It's such a shame, then, that the breathless, loud side of Donna Noble is the one we're stuck with for the bulk of the run, because honestly, she had a chance to become the greatest companion of the Doctor in the modern era. But there's only so much bellowing I can take, and eventually, it becomes immensely gratifying to see the Doctor finally leave her behind with her family.
For the best Donna Noble moments, you'd have to pick and choose very carefully among the bulk of her episodes, and even then, I'd recommend you keep the mute button handy. For the best overall (and evenly keeled) Donna Noble episodes, check out Planet of the Ood, Silence in the Library, and Forest of the Dead. All three are Doctor Who classics. And despite its Tate-isms, I'm also fond of Turn Left, an episode that barely even features the Doctor at all, as Donna experiences what life would have been like if she hadn't met the Doctor. It's a strong character study, if not exactly the most entertaining of episodes.
I hemmed and hawed about including Wilfred under Donna's section, as he's not actually a true companion to the Doctor, but rather a recurring character throughout Donna Noble's arc. He's Donna's grandfather, a simple man who dreams of the stars and loves his granddaughter dearly, often acting as a buffer between Donna and her vicious mother.
For reasons I don't want to spoil here, it becomes clear that Wilfred is instrumental in the Tenth Doctor's fate, as Tennant's Doctor continues to bump into him, even without Donna Noble around (as seen in the Titanic Christmas episode and Tennant's sendoff episode The End of Time).
I bring up Wilfred because of the tremendous performance of Bernard Cribbins, particularly when it came to the End of Time episodes. There's a small scene between Cribbins and Tennant in a diner, wherein they discuss the Doctor's impending death and Donna Noble's lost memories that stands as the best moment in the entire show. The dialogue between Cribbins and Tennant is heartbreaking and best shown, not told. Tennant breaking down is the definition of the Doctor, his sadness and exhaustion showing through the cracks in the Doctor's facade. Check it out for yourself, though be warned, it does contain some pretty major spoilers for Donna:
Wilfred becomes absolutely crucial to the emotional sendoff of David Tennant as the Doctor, and it couldn't have worked without such a powerhouse of an actor behind it. The last twenty minutes' of Tennant's run as the Doctor owes as much to Cribbins' excellent work as it does to Tennant's own skills as an actor. It's a beautiful swan song, full of tragedy, sorrow, and a little bit of redemption for the darker turns the Doctor had taken.
And that's about it for today. Tomorrow, we'll delve into some shaky territory as I talk about the good and bad of Amy Pond and Rory, the Doctor's next two companions. I'm going to need to gauge the length of that blog before I decide, but it might also include a bit on River Song, the eleventh Doctor's love interest and one of the serie's best characters. See you then.
This year's been a bit odd for me in terms of games. I've certainly been playing them, as evidenced by my incredibly original and charming What I've Played in '14 list, but nothing's yet grabbed me in terms of games I really want to talk about. But for my long-time readers who have been vociferously clamoring for (in my head, at least) a return of Sparky's Update, here's three months for you. Bravely Default was a mess of really great ideas and classic PS1-era feel with a lot of piss-poor execution. Batman Arkham Origins is just more Arkham City (which is a pretty darned good thing, if you ask me, but it's dull to talk about). Telltale continues to pump out great games that I love dearly. News of Civilization: Beyond Earth turns me on to eleven. I'm kind of meh about Borderlands 2.5, which I know I'll play the shit out of, but would much rather see the resources devoted to a full-on sequel.
And that's really about it. Three months of games in a few sentences. I've been trying to think of some intelligent opinion pieces or articles to write like fellow bloggers @gamer_152, @chaser324, or @dankempster, but most of my writing these days is devoted to putting together a short story collection or to the ephemeral novels I keep braying about to no one in particular. I reckon I'm pretty excited to lay my hands on a PS4 at some point, maybe as soon as next spring, but honestly, there just hasn't been anything that's grabbed me yet, so I'm content to play last year's leftovers and revisit games like Civ V and Skyrim in the interim.
That huge and mostly unnecessary wordy intro aside, I thought I'd start devoting blogs to other media I'm enthralled with, particularly books and television. I don't watch many movies these days, but expect to see some of those occasionally covered too. What I'd like to start with is a blog about a show I'm admittedly geeky about - Doctor Who, for those who can't bother reading blog titles but have somehow waded through this much horseshit.
I think I've been a fan of Doctor Who since about 2006 or so, when I was making money hand over fist and could afford to upgrade my stupidly priced satellite to include BBC America. Middle class thuggin' and bumpin', ya'll. I caught the premiere (over herein the States, anyways) of the revamped series, and found it in its early days to be a corny, silly show which I just couldn't stay away from. I watched the first season fairly regularly, but throughout the years, I'd only catch sporadic episodes until I could catch up on all of them through Netflix and BBC America (which became my addiction when I first started watching Top Gear in about 2011 or so, despite the endless Graham Norton ads. PS - fuck you, Graham Norton).
By now, though, I think I've watched just about every episode and special of the modern Doctor Who at least once. I tend to favor the bigger, more serious arcs and stories, and I used to put my mind on autopilot through most of the one-offs and just about the entirety of the Donna Noble era. Lately, though, I've been making an effort to go through each episode with an open mind, a task that's been a lot of fun with only the minor annoyance or two. Again - see Donna Noble. OK, that's a bit unfair, and you'll see why in a few.
My love for Doctor Who has really grown and changed throughout the years, from finding it a bit too hokey to realizing that its absurdities help anchor it down, in a way. I hope to impart some of my reasons behind these thoughts into this and future blogs. I think this will likely end up being a three-parter, with the first focusing on the modern Doctor's companions. Future blogs will talk about the incarnations of the Doctor themselves - obviously, again, this will be in reference to the modern Doctor, since I have little experience with the old Doctor Who episodes (but will endeavor to watch those as well) - with the last blog I have planned being a bit of a potpourri of thoughts and nonsense.
So... whew. With all that, let's get on with it. Warning - there will be MASSIVE SPOILERS AHEAD. Read at your own risk.
Played by the lovely and talented Billie Piper (who you might also know from Secret Diary of a Call Girl, and if you're like me, you might regularly confuse her for the female lead in Coupling), Rose Tyler had to be the anchor for the audience of the modern Doctor Who. Audiences (and myself) weren't going to follow the exploits of some simpering damsel in distress, and thankfully, Rose Tyler was never displayed in that light, save for her beginning.
The series starts with its second-most ridiculous Whollains in the Plastic Men. Only the Pig Men seem more absurd (and cheap) in their design, and like the Pig Men, the Plastic Men were only featured for a brief moment. Billie Piper did an excellent job here of creating as much tension and fear as she could with the material she and Christopher Eccleston were given, and the damsel in distress facade didn't take long to disappear, as she became instrumental in aiding the Doctor and saving the day by the end of the very first episode.
Piper and Eccleston couldn't have been more opposite in nature. Make no mistake - both are quite talented actors, but Piper always seemed quite believable, even in the most ridiculous of moments - and in Doctor Who, there are plenty. Eccleston, who we'll get into later in a future blog, never quite matched Piper pound for pound in terms of his comfort with the role and his surroundings, and therefore, the first season suffered a bit. Rose Tyler and the Doctor's relationship, fairly awkward at first, never quite felt right until the inimitable and truly awesome David Tennant took over.
Really, that entire first season in retrospect falls on Billie Piper's shoulders, and she carried the load admirably. She's the audience's first (modern) window into the bizarre and delightful universe of Doctor Who, and she nailed it. She experiences the joys of travel, the thrill of the mysterious Doctor, the pain of the great losses he and his companions must suffer through, and a growing sense of attraction, all within a handful of episodes, all while reeling from the alienness of it all. As silly as the show might be, the role of a Doctor's companion requires a huge amount of range from its actors and actresses. Watching Billie Piper now, she grows and adapts to the role, making it her own, while Eccleston continually tried to fit a square peg into a round hole with pure brute force - mostly successfully, but still... polar opposites.
With the still-mysterious leaving of Eccleston from the show after its first season (I'd kill to know the story behind that, as I think a second season might have done his Doctor a world of good), that meant the Doctor needed a regeneration, which led to the fulfillment of the Bad Wolf storyline. The first of Rose Tyler's major stories, it saw her become a deus ex machina by absorbing the energy of the TARDIS into herself, destroying a Dalek threat and helping resurrect a sometime companion to the Doctor by the name of Jack Harkness (still a personal favorite of mine). Eccleston's Doctor reabsorbs the energy back into himself and then the TARDIS, effectively ending his life and causing him to regenerate into a tall, skinny, ridiculously charming version of himself that remains my personal favorite of all the Doctors to date.
Almost from the get-go, Billie Piper and David Tennant didn't have so much a spark as they did a forest fire. Their on-screen chemistry is terrific, their story arcs full of tragedy and a wounded hope. Their run also greatly benefitted from some of the show's best strings of episodes, including The Girl in the Fireplace, a tale about Madame de Pompadour that is, to me, one of the best one-off episodes in the entirety of the show; the dark Impossible Planet and Satan's Pit, in which Doctor Who comes deliciously close to real horror; and the tragic end of their run in Army of Ghosts and Doomsday, two terrifically emotional episodes for Piper and Tennant (as well as for me) which end in the tearing of the fellowship between the two, leaving Rose stranded in an alternate universe while Tennant's Doctor soldiers on, heartbroken and beginning to show hints of the self-loathing and sadness that eventually made his run as Doctor Who so remarkable and personal.
Rose came back in a series of mysterious visions to Donna Noble in the fourth season, leading to the ridiculously satisfying reunion of the Doctor and Rose Tyler in a pair of episodes meant to send off Tennant's Doctor's companions with a bang. It's hard to argue with the logic of putting the Doctor and Tyler back together, as it doesn't diminish the sadness of their parting in any way (it's actually a human version of the Doctor who gets to walk away with Rose, while the real Doctor slips away in his Tardis). That wasn't the end of Rose Tyler, either, but she wouldn't be seen for several more seasons.
All in all, Rose Tyler is easily my favorite of the Doctor's companions (with the caveat that I really, really look forward to seeing where the show goes with Jenna Coleman's Clara, who had the most intriguing beginning to all the companions I've seen). Billie Piper brought a magnetism to the role and it's stupidly hard not to get attached to the character. While her early relationship stuff with Mickey is questionable, once her relationship solidifies with the Doctor and Mickey is given strong material of his own, Rose easily becomes one of the most relatable, most human characters of them all. It doesn't hurt that the second season of the show is far and away the most evenly written of the series.
For the best Rose Tyler episodes, I strongly recommend checking out Dalek (S1), The Girl in the Fireplace (S2), Impossible Planet/Satan's Pit (S2), Army of Ghosts/Doomsday (S2 - Army of Ghosts is a weaker episode, but its culmination in Doomsday is tremendous), and The Stolen Earth/Journey's End (again, the first episode isn't quite as good as the latter). Feel free to argue with me in the comments below or post your own favorite Rose Tyler moments and episodes.
Whew. I fully intended on this being a complete look at ALL the Doctor's companions, but I think that's enough for one day. I'll look at the next companion - Freema Agyeman's woefully underwritten Martha Jones. See you then.
Heya gang. Due to the awesome low cost of my recliner and my even more awesome parents chipping in, I was able to buy this Vizio TV today. I have some basic questions for all of you, and since this is my first HDTV, these are going to be kind of dumb.
First, I'm going to want to hook up my PS3, Xbox 360, Wii, PS2, and satellite box to this thing. I reckon I can hook up my PS3, 360, and satellite via HDMI cables. Am I correct on this point? I know I'm going to need an HDMI splitter, so do you folks have any recommendations, particularly with an eye towards buying either a PS4 or an Xbox One sometime in the future? Does the satellite box require anything special to hook up to an HDTV? It's about a four year old receiver.
Second, are there any special things I should know about HDMI cables in general for gaming? Any particular brands I should buy or avoid? My setup still isn't ideal, as I will continue to have my TV on a desk while the consoles and satellite sit on a chest next to it, so the cables will need to be lengthy.
Finally, I should be able to hook up my PS2 and Wii somehow with those yellow/white/red cables,, right? I mean, it won't take some sort of other kind of device?
Thanks for putting up with my dumbass self.
Holy mother of God.
Fellow mod @mb and I have been discussing hot sauce off and on for several months now, and he very generously offered recently to mail me a bottle of sriracha and Hoy Fong garlic chili sauce. I got the package today, courtesy of Momma Sparky (it's severely icy out and I don't drive, so... yeah, grown ass man getting his mail delivered to him by his mom. Laugh all you want).
First off, I've gotta say, I'm super impressed with the way it was shipped to me. As someone who has had a few objects sent to me broken via Amazon or other marketplaces, this was master class shipping. The two bottles of hot sauce inside had tape around their seals, were bubble wrapped, and placed in a delicate field of packing peanuts, which I again confused for circus peanuts and had to stop eating halfway through the box in order to visit a local hospital. Packing peanuts, you will forever be my downfall! Seriously, it's nice to see the care put into this package, even in something so simple as the shipping materials. Awesome stuff.
For those of you living in the sticks like me, sriracha is this mythical hot sauce of which I hear lots about but never get a chance to try, since local supermarkets carry very limited, very generic forms of hot sauce (here in town, you can only find tobasco, Tapatio, and Cholula). I've been on a quest to try new hot sauces and hot sauce spreads, and it's been a riot, but up until now, sriracha has eluded me. Now, I'd never heard of the Hoy Fong garlic chili sauce, but MB offered to throw it in and mentioned it was really good stuff, so like the greedy, hungry monkey I am, I jumped on the chance to try some.
First up was the garlic chili sauce. I was super curious about it, since garlic's by far my favorite seasoning for just about anything - soups, meat, chili, you name it and I probably load it with garlic. Well, not cereal, because I'm not a fucking monster. Be reasonable. Anyways, let me set the scene for you. There, on my vaguely yellow-cream cheap countertop, scarred from many battles with knives, forks, sporks, and overly hot mugs of tea, sat the bottles of sriracha and garlic chili sauce. Between them, a box of generic brand saltines, a baggie of shortbread cookies from Costco (seriously, Costco Christmas cookies are the fucking best, no joke), and a small cup full of cottage cheese. These were to be my palate cleansers. I'd thought about using the hot sauces on quesadillas, but MB warned me that cooking with sriracha could lead to some pretty horrific (and hilarious) results. Since I didn't want to fumigate my apartment, I decided to just go ahead and man up. Out came... the tablespoon.
Why not a teaspoon? Simple. I'm not a nancy, you nancy.
I lifted the garlic chili sauce to my nose. If my nostrils could purr, they most certainly would have. My stomach gurgled in anticipation - or possibly from SARs. I have no way of really knowing. I dipped the spoon into the waiting vat of garlic chili goodness, and lifted it to my mouth, noticing not for the first time a little bit of drool hanging from the corner of my mouth. By that point, I'm sure there was a little puddle on my shirt from all the salivating. Into the Grander Canyon that is my mouth went the spoon, and I fell in love pretty much immediately. You know Her? This was like that, except with hot sauce and no douchey Joaquin Phoenix in sight.
Seriously, Ho Fong garlic chili sauce is pretty fucking amazing. It's hot, but it's not so hot that it overpowers the taste of the garlic or the chilis, both of which blend together surprisingly well. You'd expect one to dominate the other, but the two flavors seemed to almost alternate, taking turns making my tastebuds the happiest... things on Earth. There wasn't much of an aftertaste either, which is pretty awesome. The last new bottle of hot sauce I tried before this had a horrendous burnt wood taste to it that made me immediately chuck the bottle out. It was well and truly awful. But this, this left a mild taste of chili and garlic in my mouth, with neither causing any sort of residual stinging or loss of taste. For something with a little bit of a kick, that's neat.
Then came cottage cheese, cookies, and a couple of crackers. I'm not going to bore you with those details, except to say BUY ALL THE COSTCO COOKIES. They came in a red tin with no discernible label. Trust me, dudebro, best decision you'll make outside of double wrapping it with that girl with the mouth sores.
Then came time for the sriracha. This was a much bigger bottle, roughly the size of a one liter pop. This was it, the main event, the title fight, the showdown between the immovable fat guy and the unstoppable, seemingly impossible-to-find hot sauce. Someone had to come out on top. I hefted the bottle in one hand and looked at the spoon in my other. I sneered at the spoon, tossed it into the sink, and twisted the end of the bottle open. I aimed it at the back of my mouth hole, and gave it a hefty squeeze.
Nothing. Of course I'd forgotten to take out the little paper-plastic doohickey to open it up. So, yeah, I did that really quick. Round one, sriracha's bottle top - 1, Sparky - 0.
Round two, fight!
I aimed it at the back of my mouth hole (again), and gave it a hefty squeeze (again). This time, glorious hot sauce hit the ol' taste buds, and my mind was a-whirl. Sriracha isn't easily described in basic culinary words, and since I don't know any fancy ones, you'll have to excuse my poor vocabulary here. It only has a mild bit of the taste of ordinary hot sauce - I still can taste some chiles (I forget offhand if chili or chile is the accepted Americanized version - thoughts? I don't think it matters), but they're subdued, in the background. What I did notice - and this is the part that's hard to explain - was a mild... hmmm... sweet smokiness? Smoky isn't the right word here, but it's the closest I can come to describing it. It's a tender, garlicky taste, almost like a spicy broth of sorts. Combine that with the taste of chili, and it's pretty damn good. I can imagine this is the sort of sauce that will see a lot of play on a lot of different meats in my cooking - I'm particularly curious how it will taste as a dipping sauce for chicken as well as a topping for hamburgers, but I've also got this distinct feeling it will go well with elk bratwursts, which I'm excited to try at some point.
So which do I prefer? That's kind of a silly question, since they're both good, but I can't help but think that I liked the garlic chili sauce just a touch better. The sriracha is terrific, that's for damned sure, but the garlic chili sauce nails the combination of heat and flavor that I like so much without leaving me sweating or tasting nothing but the hot sauce. It's something I'm definitely going to stock up on if I see it. It seems like it will go well on a lot of things, but I'm particularly excited to try it on my Tex-Mex foods. I'm practically drooling at the thought of cooking it into some quesadillas or grilled burritos. I must say, both knock my previous contenders of top hot sauce out of contention, though I still quite like both 7 Mares and Zaaschila.
So once again, thanks, MB. This was a ridiculously cool thing for you to do, and my taste buds are in debt to you.
...and that's pretty much it. Oh, details? Well, as I mentioned in my last blog, one of my planned purchases for the year was to buy a recliner. I had expected it to take a few months, but after I posted an ISO in my local Facebook garage sale/used items page, I was tipped off to a person selling a mildly used recliner for $50. I didn't expect it to be in such great shape, but it is. Mind you, it's a little small, and truth be told, it's not the comfiest recliner in the world, but it's a thousand times better than my old computer chair. I played six or so hours of games yesterday, just sort of basking in its awesomeness - all without any of the pain I've come to associate with sitting in a computer chair for a fraction of that time.
Speaking of games...
I want to save most of this for a review. But after playing ACIV almost to its end, I've gotta say that I wish I'd played it further before adding it to my Top Ten of 2013 list. It doesn't really hurt anything to be on there, as the story and characters are good enough to merit a mention. But there are a couple of late game missions that are well and truly awful. I never want to have to follow another bureaucrat at a distance again - seriously, fuck that. As awesome as the naval missions are, the tedium of the eavesdropping and foloowing missions drag down the experience so badly that at several points, I thought about giving up on the game. Hopefully, Ubisoft takes its user feedback to heart and actually manages to change up the fundamental gameplay enough to allow for new, more interesting types of on-land missions. Time will tell.
I really, really hate how much some of the ship upgrades cost in terms of cloth and wood. That shit gets ridiculous and tedious fast. Dropping the zeros on some of that shit would have gone a long ways towards lessening my teeth grinding throughout the end part of the game. A quick-find for Templar Hunts would have been super useful too. Oh hey, how about a tool you could buy with in-game currency that allows you to target the nearest object or side quest of your desire instantly? That'd be kind of neat.
If you measure stories by the acceptable Hero's Journey method, the "resurrection" point of ACIV is quite terrific. I'm not going to spoil anything here, but Edward Kenway is a perfectly decent character and that point in the game brought him nearly as high in my esteem as Ezio's outing in Revelations (yes, I claim Brotherhood is still the best game in the series, but I liked Ezio's characterization better in Revelations).
Anyways, I enjoyed most of what the game had to offer, but it's still distinctly stuck in the usual mire of AC problems. At least it's not as straight up annoyingly messy as ACIII was.
And that's it for this week, folks! How's your new year going? Catching up on any terrific games?
As I prepare to drop trou and wave my king-sized derriere in the general vicinity of 2013, I'm reading up on a few blogs and GOTY lists I've missed out on from the bajillionty users I follow here on Dat Giant Bomb Dot Com. Amongst them was a blog by @mento (the freshmaker, if you were unaware) reflecting on his gaming resolutions from last year as well as a few resolutions for this coming year. If you haven't read it, go there now and read it. Seriously, why the fuck would you be reading my dross ahead of his? GO NOW.
In any case, I thought I'd follow suit and lay out some general resolutions for this coming year. I managed to do well with one of my non-gaming resolutions from last year, which was to feel physically better. I haven't exactly lost weight, but I'm on a good exercise plan, I'm working out each day, and while it feels like I've been sick or injured throughout most of 2013, I feel better in general than I did this time last year. So first and foremost is my resolution to continue that trend - keep working out, eat healthier, keep active. Pretty simple stuff.
Now, on to the stuff you really (don't) care about. Gaming resolutions, moa fucka!
Play Down My Steam ListIt'd be pretty foolhardy for me to say "play more Steam games than I buy," because let's face it, that's just not usually in the cards. That said, I'd really like to cut down the list as much as I can. Will this finally be the year I play through a Total War game? Will I finally finish up all those little adventure games I've bought through the years (Kaptain Brawe, I'm glaring in your general bland direction)? Time will tell. I'm not going to be totally pissed about screwing this one up, particularly if I find more great indie adventure games this year. But I really wouldn't mind finally pulling the trigger on the numerous games I've had sitting in my library for years. We'll see.
Don't Buy a PS4 or Xbox OneThis seems a little odd, but I have other purchases I need to prioritize this year. First up is buying a big comfy recliner. I've been using the same computer chair for my console gaming for years now, and it's seriously starting to hurt. I've gotta buy something a bit more padded and made for longer sessions. This will probably happen in February or March, depending on how much I can scrimp and save in the next two months.
Second up is a new TV. My parents generously offered to buy me a new one this last year and I didn't take them up on it. I'm kicking myself for that now, but I had the best of intentions in declining it. Guilt is a motherfucker. Anyways, Ihis one will happen come next Black Friday, unless I find a spectacular deal before then.
Finish Off My Console To Be Played List... AgainOne of the biggest surprises for me this year was finishing off my on-disc to-be-played list. Sure, I had a couple of packaged games in Twilight Princess and Xenoblade, but I have/had no intention of playing those. For a brief, shining moment somewhere between Xillia and GTAV, I managed to not have any on-disc games that I hadn't played. It was a really good feeling.
Now, Black Friday and a couple of busy weeks turned that on its ear. I'd like to whittle the list down to nothing again, as well as start playing out all the countless PS1 RPGs I've bought on PSN. I'm probably not going to be able to finish all my digital console purchases, but I'd like to make a big of a dent as I can.
I'd also like to see a few games to (further) completion, including playing the other half of Tales of Xillia, more Disgaea D2, possibly finishing off Rainbow Moon, and seeing if I can't finally get through the end of Joe Danger. I'm also planning to revisit some PS2 classic RPGs in order to do some reviews (I've decided that the RPG Retrospective is better suited as reviews rather than a blog feature).
Blog and Review GamesI seriously dropped off in terms of writing here on Gee Bee, and I'd like to do better in 2014. I'd like to do more opinions and themes in blogs and leave the thoughts on games to actual reviews. We'll see how that goes. I'd also like to start up some kind of a new series, but I'm not sure as to what quite yet.
And that's it for this one, folks. Have a great New Year. Thank you all for reading and your continual support. In the aforementioned blog Mento wrote, he included a list of terrific bloggers and content providers here on the site. If you haven't subscribed to those users already, please do. There's a great amount of content being provided here by the community.
Finally, let's play out this fucking horrible year in style.
Welcome, one and all, to this year's installment of the newly redubbed Sparkiest Buzzsaw Awards, wherein I assign a bunch of games and non-game stuff (and things, can't forget the things) random and not-so-random arbitrary awards that absolutely no one cares about. Who will win the not-at-all coveted Best Use of Chinchillas? How about the even-less-desirable Sparky's Choice of Hot Sauce? Throw some tires up on your corrugated tin roof, because there's a Sparky tornado of love comin' through your trailer park heart!
In prior years, I awarded rewarding awards towards all the games I've played throughout the year. Since I'm slowly sobering up (2 1/2 hours free of sparkling grape juice!) and I'm no longer certifiably clinically insane (take THAT, Judge McPherson!), I've decided to throw that out the window and just give out awards to whatever I feel like. OCD - way to be!
If you're looking for my favorite games I played this year, go look in my lists. I'm not going to regurgitate that nonsense here.
Three! Two! One! HAPPY AWARDS EVERYBODY!
5. Worms 3
There's not much new to Worms 3, and it strips out a lot of the features in Worms Reloaded, but it's still incredibly solid, stable Worms gameplay on the iPad. The controls are pretty great too.
4. Clash of Clans
Terrific basic strategy elements and a basic upgrading system make Clash of Clans one of the easiest recommendations for the iPad.
3. Simpsons Tapped Out
A metric ton of updates and some pretty funny writing help this one stand out, despite the tepid game structure. The introduction of some mini-games would go a long ways towards keeping me coming back to this one.
2. Clumsy Ninja
Some neat ragdoll physics meet a trainable ninja in this oddball game, and I love it. You drag, push, throw, and drop a caroonish ninja around, and as you do so, he becomes more and more skilled. It sounds kind of stupid on paper, but in action, it's ridiculously cool. Can't wait to see where this one goes.
1. Bloons TD 5
Without question, this is my favorite game on the iPad. I love tower defense when I have lots of various options and levels to play with, and Bloons has both in spades. It's shockingly well supported too, dropping in tons of levels and gameplay modes without charging a dime beyond the initial purchase. This is small gaming done right.
You can't have a game with Ash Williams and not get my attention. Combine that game with Glados, Sam (of Sam and Max fame, not Happy Days), the greatest living voice actor in Patrick Warburton, and Claptrap, and you've got a pretty interesting cast of characters. Oh, and Steve from Borderlands. Hey-o!
But most notably - and bizarre - was the not-Bruce Campbell version of Ash, from the Evil Dead. Most of the other characters had a small tangential reason for being there (a new season of Venture Bros. was starting up, thus Brock Samson - I'm assuming the Ninja Turtles were busy that week). There was nothing explicitly awful about the not-Bruce Campbell's voice work, but it felt a little limp without Our Be-Chinned Leader behind the wheel. Still, it was excellent to see the character in something, and there was even a Chuck Finley joke for all ten of us who watched Burn Notice.
Sadly, Not Brisco County Jr. has not been confirmed for Poker Night 3. Damn.
Long-time readers might remember me getting really excited about Replay Games. They acquired the license to Leisure Suit Larry, one of my very favorite adventure game series, and as an added bonus, they hired on Al Lowe, the creator of LSL.
Well, Leisure Suit Larry Reloaded came and went (insert your own joke there). It was a mostly unremarkable remake of a game that honestly didn't stand up well to modern adventure games - or even other games in its own proper series. That was okay, because it sold fairly well and it was the basis for (hopefully) more Al Lowe games. Then... silence.
It was revealed in December that Al Lowe left Replay Games due to Paul Trowe's conviction of showing pornographic material to a minor. Replay Games still has the LSL license, and Al Lowe has made it clear that he won't be a part of their company.
In short, fuck you, Paul Trowe.
I mentioned this in my GOTY 2013 list, but I really do think Drippy's the best new character of this generation. His lines are well written, he's well designed, and the voice actor knocks it out of the park. He's a lovable little sidekick, given tons of memorable moments, and I refuse to believe he's not the best new character of 2013, GB staffers be damned!
It's probably a bit weird that I played Halo 4 this year and it somehow didn't wind up making my Best of the Year list. It's not that I thought Halo 4 was a bad game, but it definitely felt like a last little gasp of cash-in air before 343 moved on to the next generation of Halo games. Gone were the big open single-player environments in favor of humdrum corridor-esque shooting. Gone were the interesting, well designed multiplayer levels in favor of multiplayer generica. It sure looked pretty, though, and that central story between MC Mixmaster Cheeef (that's his DJ name) and Ms. "holy hell, do I feel uncomfortable looking at a processor with bewbs" Cortana is pretty darned decent. I'm still excited about Halo games. Just not that excited.
Oh, that reminds me...
Now, I know what you're thinking. "LOLZ, Halo is fer da kidz and newbieassnewbs. U suck Sproky." First, go back to second grade English and pretend like your school can afford to teach you grammar and spelling. Second, I've honestly had my best multiplayer experiences with Halo 3 and Reach this generation - which basically puts them in the running for best multiplayer experiences of all time, since the only other game I ever really played online before the 360 was Battlefield 1942. I loved driving Warthogs in Halo 3 for good reason - I was the fucking KING of Warthog driving. I may have only racked up a couple of kills personally, but if you were a gunner in my Warthog, you'd make the first or second spot, guaranteed. A good driver is easy to find, but a good driver that knows the best routes to keep you steady and level for maximized killing fun and doesn't care about being top dawg? Now that's a rarity.
Halo Reach was still fun, particularly in its non-deathmatch modes. But you could feel the community start to crumble. With Halo 4, any goodwill I had towards the series' evaporated within my first hour of playing it. I've never heard so many vile shitbags in my life, not to mention the complete lack of anything approaching teamwork. Seriously, it was bad enough that I played for precisely one week's worth of games before putting Halo 4 into a deep, dark corner of my living room, never to see the light of day again.
In short, fuck you, Halo 4 community.
Just let it go, Rockstar. Let it go.
Both games featured pretty terrific co-op experiences. Syndicate gets the slight edge here due to its awesome unlocks and general badassery, while Far Cry 3 gets a nod because I had actual friends playing it this year. Hey, it makes a difference. Both games deserve a golf clap.
The controls sucked so damn bad that it rendered any hilarity completely null and void. Just an awful game, through and through.
While GTA V might be a technical masterpiece, frankly, it sucks big floppy donkey dick in certain spots. The minimap is unforgivably atrocious. The writing is miniscule. Design decisions, such as incredibly glitchy and flawed garages meant to be more realistic than a list of cars you've stolen or own, rob the game of the fun found in other open-world games like Saints Row or Sleeping Dogs. An early mission involving you chasing a man on a motorcycle nearly led me to sell the game right then and there, and had it not been for the option to skip quests, I would have, without question. I'd say that the mission design feels like it's stuck in the early 2000's, except that we have irrefutable proof in games like San Andreas that even back then the mission design kicked GTA V's up and down the floor.
I'm absolutely serious when I say this - GTA V was only a hair's breadth away from being my worst game of 2013. And honestly, I'm still not sure it doesn't deserve it. Rockstar, I hope you remember at some point your games are supposed to be fun. You can tack on all the pretensions you want, but it doesn't change the fact that the core of your game needs to entertain the player first.
I bought the Wadjet Eye very much on a whim. I've been hugely surprised and pleased at how much I adore the Blackwell series. They're very basic point-and-click games that seem to grow more and more lovable with each game. They've infused each game with a love of old-school adventure games, modernized the formula a little bit, and done a great job of doing a lot with just a little. We need more bite-sized adventure games like this. Thanks for giving me just a little taste of my childhood love of adventure games again, Wadjet!
@mb and I were locked in a bitter debate earlier this year over the inclusion of Taco Bell hot sauce in his hot sauce poll. I said it was tasty, he told me I could cram it up my ass. Well, okay - by "bitter debate," I mean we said about ten words in total to each other about it, and I believe the "cram it up your ass" comment was actually probably from the lady down the street when I asked her on a date. In any case, he inspired me to buy a shit ton of hot sauce from a Wal-Mart sixty miles away and give each of them a go. Turns out, he was right - there are tons of better hot sauces on the market. So far, my favorite hands down is Zaaschila's Chipotle Hot Sauce Spread, which barely counts as hot sauce, but is so damned good I'm including it anyways.
Throw this stuff in your next quesadilla with some black bean and corn salso on the side. Your stomach will nut itself.
Holy shitballs, I want it in me so bad. Please sell it again for decent prices, Amazon!
By the way, always prepare your hot cocoa this way - add three to four teaspoons to the bottom of a mug, add a teaspoon or two of dry creamer, and pour boiling hot water over it. Don't use milk - as weird as it sounds, dry creamer tastes better in cocoa.
While I continue on my quest to get Lipton's Honey and Lemon tea back in stores, in the meantime, i have this. It's a simple black tea, but like many of Lipton's pyramid brand teas, it seems a little bit tastier than the regular stuff. If you like fruit teas, their Bavarian Wild Berry is fantastic too.
This was an easy one. Scott Lynch's Gentlemen Bastard books are intelligent, fun fantasy reads that continue to amaze me. This one focuses a little more on the wizards of the world, which is a bit of a shame since they're almost boring in their all-powerfulness. But it's still a ridiculous amount of fun to read about two of my favorite modern day duos taking on thievery, politics, and lovey-dovey stuff. If you haven't read any of Lynch's work, go read Lies of Locke Lamora post-haste.
Damn, I look good in sweats and a dirty t-shirt.
And that's it! Join me next year as I try to find the answers to life, love, happiness, and where I left my boxers. Until next time, this is Sparky Buzzsaw saying, "No! Don't touch that!"
Heya folks, and welcome to a brief Thanksgiving-ish Sparky's Update, where everyone's a jive turkey and you can get your berries cranned any time. I have no idea what that even means, so let's move on, shall we?
I haven't been doing very much in terms of interesting gaming tidbits lately. I've mostly been revisiting Skyrim and playing far too much Borderlands 2, which I keep thinking I've finished with and end up revisiting a day or two later. I've been diving deeper and deeper into Disgaea D2's postgame content, which is still really decent, despite the lack of diversity or interesting new bonus characters. And finally, I've been inching my way forward in Radiant Historia, which is just as good as everyone has claimed, but my tolerance for long bouts with my 3DS is starting to suffer as my hands HATE holding the damn thing for more than a half hour at a time. Ergonomics, Nintendo. Look it up.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours, even you non-American types!
-Go try Lazy Ninja. It's free. Yes, it's kind of a simple physics based game. But damned if it isn't addictive. It's a basic Furby-meets-an-RPG experience, wherein you have basic limited touch controls over an unskilled ninja as he becomes... well... skilled. How you do this is the hilarious and addicting part. In order to improve his balance, you throw him through a basketball hoop. Sharpening his reflexes has you throwing watermelons at him. It's a riot.
-Scott Lynch's Republic of Thieves is pretty damned good so far. I'm about halfway through and it holds up as well as his prior two Locke Lamora novels. For those unfamiliar, the Locke Lamora novels follow the thieving Gentlemen Bastards in a gritty fantasy setting. The leads are charming as hell and the dialogue crackles. I cannot recommend them enough, even to readers who don't normally go for fantasy novels.
-I'm within a few discs of finishing The Wire. It was all I could do not to pull the trigger and buy the whole series when it was on sale on Amazon earlier this week for $80. It's so damned good. I think I'll be finishing up with the on-disc part of my Netflix subscription once I've finished it and caught up on Boardwalk Empire.
-I had really mixed feelings about the Doctor Who 50th anniversary special, but overall, I liked it. I almost wish there had been a whole season or mini-series devoted to John Hurt's character, but oh well. Nice to see Tennant, too bad Eccleston has some sort of stick up his ass about that show, and a shame none of the other surviving Doctors were featured. If anyone wishes to discuss this one further, I suspect we ought to do it via a PM so we don't risk spoiling anything.
And that's about it. Happy Thanksgiving to everyone, and even if you're not an American, I hope you take a few minutes this week to contemplate and be grateful for those in your life who you love and cherish, and more importantly, who love and cherish you. And seriously, get a pecan pie. Or three.
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