Pigeon holding sounds like a euphemism for something horrible.

He meant a 720. Or a one? Wait...

I'd say that's a feature, not a bug.

If you've got no chance of actually repelling the one security threat you have reason to worry about...

People still buy movies? That's adorable.

At least those aliens had guns. These are just kamikaze wolves in xenomorph's clothing.

Not sure what I was expecting, but I went from incredibly excited, to crazy, crazy bored. Enough with the mindless mandible dogs and throbbing Little Shop of Horrors pods. This looks like some DC Universe Online shit, right here.

Never trust a man with a mane that magnificent.

Exactly. The inability to distinguish between a remote control weapons platform and a an autonomous killbot is getting less and less common, and more and more embarrassing. No one's particularly worried about an essentially-autonomous Airbus nosediving into a stadium. But put a gun on an RC bot, and suddenly robots…

Is it a problem, in your experience with the game, that Bigby is essentially unkillable? There are better, or more interesting ways to drum up narrative tension than whether the protagonist is going to get iced, but that seems like a potential stumbling block.

Kind of light on sweet ramp launches, vehicle-jacking, and haphazard grenade-lobbing, to draw a GTA comparison.

What sort of violent things?

Man, that gallery is lovely.

Having a serious future shock moment: I can't bring myself to believe that the main image is real, and not a render. Is it just overly tweaked/'shopped?

In this context, it refers to the notion of calling any alien weapon in a SF game more or less realistic than others—there's nothing more feasible about the plasma pistol, for example, it just "feels" less goofy because of our pew-pew pop culture training.

When I was a kid, before Pizza Hut blew the hell up, the only ones I knew were sit-down deals. Dim, ambient lighting, real tablecloths, a jukebox full of Chubby Checker-style action, a Ms. Pac-Man table while you waited to be seated. Fancy. Pants. We totally lorded it over the Fuddruckers next door.

I'm woefully short on gaming friends (too many children among us), but thanks. Maybe I'll check them out, anyway.

Nothing like a politically relevant post to make Kotaku's commenting community pratfall all over itself.

Funny thing about the Laws of Robotics: Asimov intended them to be inherently problematic, and prone to story-inducing conflicts.

Or the first half of the two total sentences in the post, for that matter.