Penny Arcade

It's a very good time to have a new obsession. Well, let me rephrase that: it's a very good time to have a new obsession that it's even possible to enjoy. Optimally one you can embroider and revisit completely alone, in the night. Formula 1: Drive To Survive is by a producer whose work you should just start going through and not stop until you're done. He worked on the frankly miraculous Senna, also about F1, and Amy, and Oasis: Supersonic, and Maradona - these are all films…

I have to be very curious about something to try and harangue somebody for a code, because it doesn't feel good. Plus, people know they shouldn't give me codes, and that's sort of how it should be all the time. I should be slightly ashamed that I'm asking, and if they think they might send me a code, their pointer should hover with trepidation over the "send" button, their mind clouded with unlikely death scenarios, like in Final Destination. I know the person who would…

There's a lot of physicality being ported to these digimal realms lately, something you know if you have to find some new way to work or if you have mewling, molting larvae at home trying to figure out what school means when you have six teachers, no firm guidance, a lot of buzzwords, and school is functionally illegal. Spoiler: it fucking sucks. This digitization wave had already come to sports by the time we were trying to figure out what it meant at home, and our own Gabriel was sort of…

We actually had to take a break from Tiger King, for the same reason we had to take a break from fuckin' Love is Blind - the emotional payload of these programs is too fucking high. Love is Blind, I mean… there's a lot more going on there than it looks like. I expected the intellectual and chronological equivalent of Green Stuff, something whose whole purpose was not to be anything at all necessarily but merely to fill cracks in time, space, or cognition. Instead it's…