Ever had that odd feeling that you’re paying for something you’ve forgotten to use. And that the reason you got it in the first place was because you actually found it somewhat beneficial to write for your own mental well-being?
Yup, I knew I had something lying around here for that…
So, what’s prompted the sudden burst of activity (trust me, after eighteen months without even looking at it, this is a burst of activity), well, new work surroundings mean that’ve a fresh view, which has perked me up a little bit, but mainly, I’ve remembered that this used to be good for me.
I’m not promising regular service, but I’ll try and at least remember this is here.
Sooner or later, most games collections will seem to include at least one Lovecraft themed game. Given that I’ve long been a fan of Call of Cthulhu and the whole mythos in general, it’s taken me a surprisingly long time to get around to this milestone. Anyway, birthday’s role around and I found myself in possession of a shiny new copy of Arkham Horror.
It’s been an awfully long time since I’ve sat down to write about a film, not because I haven’t been seeing any, but rather that I’ve found generally that quality seems to have diminished somewhat and I find it more difficult to be enthused about the state of modern film. However, Bladerunner 2049 isn’t a normal film for me, in some ways this is a bigger film event than the Star Wars prequels / sequels, the stakes being higher and the spate of attempts to follow classic films being littered with well-intentioned failures. Bladerunner was the first film I can remember getting a grip on me, I couldn’t quite understand its strange other worldliness. Subsequent revisions have only deepened its mystery, its allure. Bladerunner always felt different.
Sj’s birthday was a little different this year, as instead of wondering what to get her as a present I decided fairly early on the year to take her to The Making of Harry Potter. Now, I’ve always been slightly hesitant of the Potter films, which aside from the third one I felt never really managed to hit their stride and were too beholden to the books. However, the artistry in the design & crafting of the films couldn’t be denied and this is what the exhibition focusses on. I didn’t expect to be quite as bowled over by the exhibition as I was, but that made for a pleasant surprise.
Stabcon this weekend, and for the first time I’d booked a full weekend ticket rather than just the Saturday. Whilst I didn’t actually manage to make it on the Friday due to having to run a few last minute errands, a fairly epic Saturday, and quieter Sunday more than made up for it. Monday at work was a lot harder than normal, and booking the day off may become a thing I do the full weekend again.
I was given a copy of A Distant Plain for my birthday last year, having asked for something a little more political and of a chunkier length than many of the board games I already owned. The problem was, the time required to play even the short version seemed daunting and finding people willing to give it a go was proving problematic. Thankfully this weekend a few friends were willing to give it a try, and whilst they were less than enamored with it, I’m pretty convinced that it is the game I was looking for. Afterwards I went home and had a look at things again and I think I understand it more now.
I hadn’t intended to read it, but whilst away on holiday last year I’d finished my other book and was looking for something. This was sat on the shelves at Sj’s folks and I’d never read any Roth but had always meant to. I blazed through it in about a day, but it’s only been the last few days that it’s struck home. I’ll let The Guardian’s review from 2004 set the scene;
“Just suppose…that the air hero Charles Lindbergh, the man who made the first solo transatlantic flight in 1927, who earned huge sympathy when his baby son was kidnapped and murdered five years later, who called Hitler “a great man” and was decorated by order of the Führer for his services to the Reich, just suppose that he’d taken up Republican invitations to run for president in November 1940, and milked the isolationist sentiment that undoubtedly existed then (No more war! Never again will young Americans die on foreign soil!), and that instead of Roosevelt being elected for an unprecedented third term and taking America into Europe to fight the Nazis, Lindbergh won a landslide victory. And then he signed non-aggression treaties with Germany and Japan, and set about realising his vision of America as a land of the brave and blond, and introduced a set of anti-semitic measures which, if not on the scale of Hitler’s pogroms, were a betrayal of the rights and liberties enshrined in the constitution and yet, such was the young president’s charisma, they were accepted by the mass of ordinary citizens and even by some prominent Jews.”
Blake Morrison – The Guardian, 2nd October 2004
I’m probably going to pick this up again and give it a run though – but yeah, I read this back well Il Douche was just a possible joke rather than a reality.