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The Space Pope
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Are you suggesting some sort of… safety… dance?

Ah, the Fourth Crusade, the comedy one! I mean, it probably wasn't that funny for anyone involved not named Enrico Dandolo (itself a pretty funny name), but with time and distance it's just a hilarious pile-up of mistakes and misfortunes.

Anyone for tennis?

Say, pal, could you introduce me to your good-looking friend there?

I started playing Invisible Inc. the other day, so I'll probably give that another whirl this weekend. I like it okay so far, but I'm not that excited about it. I like the art style and the premise, but navigating the procedurally generated levels is a chore. It's hard to feel like a dashing secret agent when you're

But they're superheroes, so they're also doing good, ridiculously.

Yay!

I dunno, tossing people from one alternate universe into another and making them sing about it sounds like prime Mxyzptlk material to me.

With aplomb!

My new roommates moved in, and they are nice, and their dogs are adorable.

I played a bit of Invisible Inc. this week and mostly like it, but the procedural generation of levels is kind of a pain in the ass. What kind of secret agent doesn't study the layout of the place they're infiltrating? I've got my super-cool expert spies just sort of wandering around these impossible office spaces

I really don't want to say "fuck humanity," but it's really become increasingly clear how much of our behavior is based on burning resentment of who we imagine other people to be, and I wonder how much we can really progress as a species when we seem to be constantly carrying around this frightening predilection to

From what, the Internet?

I just finished You, a novel by Austin Grossman about a video game studio chasing down a mysterious, game-breaking bug. I liked it quite a bit. It's simultaneously reverent and clear-headed about games, both the mystique of the form and the maddening process of creation. And damn funny when it wants to be.

The Lady or the Tigurt.

This site turned into Jock Club so gradually I barely even noticed.

Wow, take that, other creative medium.

But it can't be any things that aren't crap, apparently.

I'm afraid they'd just flag "when you someone eat it" as a typo.