When you think of Sanrio, you think of Hello Kitty; you don’t think of movies. But from 1977 to 1986, at the behest of founder and president Shintaro Tsuji,
Final Fantasy VII Rebirth is finally out, and Square Enix actually pulled it off – well, for the most part. The game is equal parts gargantuan and befuddling, a masterwork of
The MiSTer, the all-in-one open source emulation box for retro gaming, is one of the best gaming purchases I have ever made. The sheer versatility of the device is unparalleled,
I have so much shit to do. Final Fantasy Rebirth is almost here. The servers on Helldivers 2 are slightly more stable. We are within spitting distance of Dragon’s
Releasing a free-to-play short game based on Silent Hill was always going to be a losing endeavor. The comparison to P.T. looms heavy in everyone’s mind as a
Many of the research obsessions I have are fueled by a previous, imperfect piece of gear. In the case of e-readers, the experience of using a Kindle several years ago
I resent AI. Not AI itself–that’s just code, despite what tech guys with flashlights under their chins tell you. I resent the imposition, the idea that since LLMs
CES is as predictable as the tides. New, marginally better graphics cards are announced along with several bad announcements about AI. Improvements in TV technology are promised but nothing earth-shattering
Japan at its peak had some advertising techniques that even agencies like Wieden+Kennedy could never touch. The idea of advertising a game like Mother in the West with a
