Anti-hero.
I upgraded my iDevice a while back, and thereby gained the ability to play games by CAVE CO, LTD. (Yeah, I like the slightly stuffy formalism of the full name.)
A better basis for judgment.
Today's Penny-Arcade is pretty good. But, really, who goes by those descriptions? I learned a long time ago that the back cover blurbs (and surely Amazon's blurbs are their spiritual successors) were not to be trusted. The first line test is superior. Not infallible, but definitely better.
Always redoing.
Looking forward to Fanime 2012. I mean, we go to it every year, and it's always fun, but this year I think I really need a vacation.
Music of a different genre.
So I recently discovered the existence of "Imaginary Flying Machines" -- an Italian collaboration with the sole purpose of making metal covers of Ghibli songs. (They've got two albums, and they're actually pretty great.)
Game recommendation.
I don't think I ever wrote about this, but there's a Flash game called "Tower of Heaven" that I recommend. It's done in the style of an original Game Boy game, it's got a great soundtrack (in the period style, of course,) and it has some moments of laugh-out-loud cruelty. It's not actually impossible, or even that difficult by the standards of the genre, but there are a few moments of blind rage to be had. It's also short, which is nice -- 11 levels, of which some are dead simple.
Yes, I know, I have no taste in music.
Some notes on the previous post:
Ninety percent of everything.
A while back, I handed Jeff a hard drive and asked him to fill it with media. He did.
Well, I enjoy it.
Okay, I've got to admit that yesterday's column was an excuse to parody my own style. Sorry. I know this is a joke that amuses no one but me, and I apologize.
pulling the brilliant green into the future.
Listened to some old brilliant green songs -- their singles collection, still an amazing piece of work, timeless in that way of things that were meant for a different era than their own -- at the turn of the century, the brilliant green had put their own otaku spin on '70s rock, reinterpreting it in that particular way that makes it more itself than the original (pace W. Gibson on Buzz Rickson's.) I'm just saying, their old stuff is still perfect. Crisp, beautifully produced, and KAWASE Tomoko sings like she could be a real girl if she just had ten thousand friends.
Spoiler-free musings on Madoka.
I've finally gotten around to watching Madoka, and it's kind of overwhelming. I feel like the target in a knife thrower's act, and I'm not even done. (Two more episodes.)