I don't know, maybe I can make things come back to life or something? After mentioning Final Fantasy Versus XIII (or FFXIII Versus, as I called it) yesterday and how it had just slunk away somewhere without anyone knowing where it had gone, Sony declared in their presentation at E3 only hours later that they had rebranded it as Final Fantasy XV and that it would definitely be released. So, what can we bring back next? The first thing that springs to mind is Firefly. Come on, browncoats! We can do it!

Today marks the centennial of Norway being the first independent country in the world to introduce universal suffrage. And at the same time, Feminist Frequency get this crap to deal with (AKA "a list of very insecure men").

Well, someone who isn't afraid to be a female gamer is Felicia Day, here with Ryon Day, who's not afraid to be Felicia Day's brother, playing Sonic 2:

Labels: browncoats, final fantasy, firefly, gaming, Norway

Hi. Yep, it's back. E3. The show for us gamers where we get to drool over upcoming titles. Some of them turn out to be delayed by forever, though (I am looking at you, The Last Guardian and Final Fantasy XIII Versus!). Today's seen the Apple, Microsoft and EA showcases, and Sony's is coming up (I'll be asleep by then, probably dreaming about Plants versus Zombies: Garden Warfare).

Now, I didn't watch the Apple one, because...you know...work. And going home from work. Microsoft's I couldn't care less about, since I've never been an Xbox fan and it doesn't seem likely I'll be one in the next five or six years, either. That Xbox One thing? Looks pretty uninteresting. Like a very expensive DVR, with really expensive games, no way to play your old games, and it has to be online once a day as a minimum. Bull to that! I'll just wait for the PC versions of their games (hey, they're Microsoft, of course even the "exclusives" will end up on the PC eventually). Lately I've started buying PC versions of PS3 games I already own because I tend not to remember I have the PS3 anyway, and every time I turn it on, it has to download an update or two.

The EA showcase, however, I had to watch. Well, ok, I paused it as it started, then went into the sitting room for the weekly viewing of Vicious, which is a lot of fun and which I hope will return for a second series (by the way! The excellent Plebs will be back! Read all about it!). Or at least give Penelope her own spin-off. Maybe a Penelope and Mildred Christmas special? So, anyway, back to the gaming. There was more from EA Sports (boring!), some announcement about Star Wars Battlefront which received applause, a cool demonstration of Need for Speed Rivals (guys, I love these new racing games because they look a-maz-ing, but to be absolutely honest, my favourite is still Need for Speed Underground because of the customisation options and that it's the only NFS game where I've (more or less) aced drifting), a sneak peek of Dragon Age Inquisition (coming in the autumn of 2014), a cool demonstration of a 64-player Battlefield 4 mission (with "Commander" mode)--they're going to show a live-stream of it throughout the E3, btw--and apparently there's a new Mirror's Edge coming. At some point. "When it's ready".

Oh, and they brought on Aaron Paul because he's in the new Need for Speed film. Having binge-watched Breaking Bad lately--and I really mean binge-watched; I watched the whole thing in less than a week--this was an added bonus for me.

So far on E3 I've seen one female developer. And three female game characters. Feminist Frequency and I are pretty angry. Maybe tomorrow?

Labels: gaming

I'm basically just sharing this because of Leonard Nimoy doing his thing.

This whole Prism thing is very interesting. Mostly because Americans have been incredibly scared of communism and fascism for so long all the while living in a corrupt Orwellian society. But hey, it's the goddamn best country in the world, right?

Honestly, I'm not surprised by this at all. Call it cynicism, call it feeling defeated. After all, we Europeans have no rights when it comes to what the US deems necessary to "stamp out terrorism"; it may appear that they just make up new laws as they go along, and we have no vote on the matter.

And this just in: Edward Snowden, on why he is now in hiding in Hong Kong.

One day soon Minority Report will become the norm, you know.

Labels: current affairs

In Seattle, a 65-year-old is conducting an experiment into whether we can live only on light and air; because we're plants, right? Spoiler: we can't. Actually, she might die. Voyeurism to the extreme?

I think we all need to see something a bit more upbeat after that. How about a mash-up of TV themes and intros?

Or maybe you'd just like to see something which is guaranteed to calm you down? (After watching that video, you may automatically have been mentally transported back to last week's episode of Game of Thrones and felt upset...)

Labels: comedy, time wasting, TV

Thursday night we went to Trafalgar Studios to see The Hothouse by Harold Pinter. The pace was impressive and the set design well-done, definitely in line with the time period during which this play was written. Written, but not staged. Turns out Pinter didn't feel comfortable with it being set up until 21 years had passed, so the first production took place in 1979.

I had gone in there with no prejudice and no expectations other than that we were about to see a great cast in action. The marketing led me to believe this was a play starring only two people, but in these days of commercial theatre they always market whatever stars they can muster; in this case Simon Russell Beale and John Simm. Geeks will be pleased to know that out of the seven-strong cast, there were three Doctor Who guest actors and one from the Harry Potter films (and, as an added bonus just for my friend and I, we were sitting right behind no less than River Song herself). Having no knowledge of the play, I didn't know whether it was supposed to be a comedy or a drama. I soon got that question answered, when the first laughs spread across the auditorium. I would call it an uneasy comedy, though; torture is most definitely a dark subject matter to make funny, but the acting and directing were superb and the comedy timing so good that you wouldn't be able to stay straight-faced for long even if you wanted to. The sound and lighting designs were excellent; on more than one occasion did they make us jump in our seats.

Now to the tastiest morsel of the lot. During the Q&A after the show (arranged by Whatsonstage in this case, but there are going to be several Q&A sessions throughout the run), we learnt something very interesting about Pinter. Jamie Lloyd, the director, had been working with Pinter himself on a few occasions and had actually been discussing the infamous "Pinter pause" with him, about which the playwright said "bollocks to the pause". It turns out that one of his most treasured/revered/fear-inducing trademarks came to life out of necessity. When Pinter was young, he would appear in repertory theatre, and to make it easier for everyone to learn the text quickly he clearly marked pauses in the script. Basically, they're not really needed and he never meant them to be that profound, either. In the current production of The Hothouse, they've managed to cut down the running time by as much as 45 minutes, partly because of the frantic pace in many places (it does sound a bit like radio dramas from the 40s and 50s), partly because they got rid of many of the Pinter pauses. Personally, I think that information is worthy of a mention on QI, don't you?

Labels: name-dropping, pinter, theatre