Nicole Atkins marks her return as an independent artist with a dark and driving desert disco record.
Last week I dismissed Warframe as a somewhat forgettable game. One week and a hundred hours of playtime later, I’m ready to admit that I was very, very wrong.
I’ll take my chances with the terrorbots, thanks.
This is the story of a man named Stanley. But you are Stanley, the story is a farce, and everything you know about stories and video games is a lie.
In a film populated by orcs, dragons, giant spiders, wargs and necromancers, the greatest threat to Middle Earth may actually be its hypnotic frame rate.
Where I talk about Christmas bingeing, Super Smash Bros Wii U, and Rick James, bitch.
My body and I have always understood each other fairly well. I try to eat a little better and exercise on occasion, and in exchange it won’t suddenly drop dead or expand like microwave popcorn. But it seems my body is no longer happy with our little arrangement, so it’s time to re-negotiate the terms.
Not only one of the most spectacular party games on the Wii U, but an excellent excuse to buy yourself a cat onesie. As if excuses were necessary.
St. Vincent (aka Annie Clark) has announced the upcoming release of her new, self-titled album. She’s frocked up like an intergalactic empress and armed with some dirty, dirty guitar.
Every rock and tree faithfully recreated – A Link Between Worlds is a glorious love letter to one of the best Zelda games ever made.
All Pokémon are equal, but some Pokémon are more equal than others. There’s nothing Orwellian about Pokémon X/Y’s new ‘Wonder Trade’ feature.
You had me at “rotting space zombie inter-dimensional cowboy.”
“Sin is a choice,” reads the tagline of Cormac McCarthy’s latest film. I’d say it’s more of a calling.
Two consoles, both alike in dignity. And just days from their release, I’m still no closer to deciding between them.
Morbidity, some miserly hand-wringing, and why Lost Girl is my new favourite show.
Shopping for costumes with your mother is scary enough. Seeing her in a halter top vampira dress with choker and fangs is another kind of horror entirely.
Or, more specifically, a distinct lack of it.
I see you, gorgeous lurker-things. Come out and say hello.
With bonus extended rambling introduction.
Far more than any seven-year-old should.
Showtime’s new drama takes a long hard look between the sheets. For science, of course.
Just a few things I witnessed with my eyeballs: What Maisie Knew, The Best Offer, Rayman Legends, Heavy Rain.
After releasing three studio albums under the imperious mantle of Sony Music, Kate Miller-Heidke is finally going it alone as an independent artist – and she needs your help.
Quantic Dreams have released a playable demo of their upcoming PS3 title. It’s the touching story of a girl and her homicidal poltergeist.
My first blog post. Is it sexier than Lord Byron? Of course not. Nothing is.