There was a time when I played virtually every game I could get my greedy little paws on. Sims, shooters, RTS, RPG, action, and even the occasional flight sim -- I played them all! But somewhere along the line I starting spending less time gaming and more time doing other things. Burn the heretic.
I could use the old "real life got in the way" excuse, but in truth that would be a lie because I could be gaming more if I want. The truth is that I simply find today's game less compelling than those from previous years for a variety of reasons. Oh sure, there are still a few
*Note: This review contains spoilers.
Saw this last night on Blu-ray. Count me in the group that loves Alien and thought this was a half-baked story that simply doesn't fare well when compared to the original. Now by no means is Prometheus a terrible film, even with all its shortcomings. But Alien rightly occupies a hallowed place in sci-fi/horror, so the expectations for this film were very high.
Let's get this part out of the way up front: The movie's pacing and character development were very poor, which is surprising because that's generally one of Scott's strengths
My first post on the forum was in May of 2001. Hard to believe it was that long ago.
Where does the time go?
After reading what other people had to say about Sons of Anarchy in this thread, I decided to give the series a try. I can report I'm now caught up after picking up the set on DVD and it's been a fun, if somewhat bizarre, ride.
For those unfamiliar with the series, the story revolves around an outlaw motorcycle club which thrives in the small town of Charming. The fictional club has clearly been loosely based on the real life Hells Angels, and many of trappings of "one percenter" outlaw motorcycle culture are an integral part of the basic story. Like their real life counterparts,
The last few weeks have been stressful but fun. Waiting for the baby, working out a lot, trying to sell my house -- all of it has combined to make for a very busy schedule. The other day I was shaving my head and cut myself for about the 10,000th time. I don't mind not having hair, but I don't like walking around looking like I got dive-bombed by a hungry falcon.
So I decided to give the new Headblade a try. If you haven't heard about this yet, it's supposed to be the best thing since sliced bread for bald guys. You just pop in a fresh blade and the Headblade clips onto your finder,