Month: July 2006

This speaks for itself: Christmas / Anniversary issue:

Here are the past issue covers in case you missed them!

The volcanoes, separated only by thousands of feet of parched landmass, all began to tremble and heave violently. Before any evasive maneuvers could be taken, rock and brush began to tumble and toss from the lower inclines as the cones initiated some inexplicable magnetic attraction to one another. Just as The End was foreseen, molten rocks shot out at impossible speeds, and before anything could be recorded and inserted into some doomed-to-remain-unpublished History of the Apocalypse, the flaming objects met just above the skyline.

This wasn’t death, though, this was birth. The rocks froze and split in mid-air, revealing a crystalline interior that acted as a jacket, blanketing an unseeable force within. The object fell and skidded into the dirt like a messenger from Krypton. Now visible, a figure stood up from the pluming smoke clouds and held out his right hand, signifying this land as his.

We now know this being as “Kojiro Abe,” a filmmaker sent from the bizarre reaches of space in an effort to enlighten our small brains and lend a sense of urgency to the stagnating creative mind. He brought us rewired fables dislocated from our own reality, punishingly honest micro-studies on our underwater worlds, and scripts that our most brilliant man-scientists have yet to fully unravel.

He currently resides in a life of humility, and has aged 19 of our primitive Earth years. When he’s not deciphering man’s pitiful secrets in the time it takes you to fart, he is releasing a constant stream of ground-breaking work.

I bring you his latest teaser: LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD.

http://www.kojiroabe.com/films/redteaser.wmv
http://www.myspace.com/kojiroabe
http://www.kojiroabe.com/

Look for the full film in late August, but do not try to understand its peculiarities, for to you they are the Sphinx’s very riddles; to him, a gnat’s shit’s fly’s bacteria.

If it’s not already obvious, I’m a severely habitual person. As easy as it is for me to get in the habit of writing here every night, I can just as easily slip into a routine of negligence: something I plan on employing with more sobering results in the future on women and children.

Last week, I broke down (read: got stupid) and bought a 360. The “stupid” only factors in because I should be saving money. Other than that, I couldn’t be happier with the purchase. I haven’t had this much fun with Them TV Games® since I got a Dreamcast. Microsoft’s Live service is much more streamlined and integrated into everything this time around, making it a console that seems fully connected throughout all aspects of play. If anyone else wants to “win” in this next generation, they’re going to have to both match and surpass what’s been established thus far on Live; It’s that simple.

I’m not even that into competitive gaming or anything, but I love that you can just hang out and play simple arcade games with friends, download demos and games, or mess around with other rippable media. The 360 has also introduced me to Sega’s Condemned: Criminal Origins, which is a stellar and terrifying game that I will write about more extensively in the near future.

Enough about that, I’m going to turn it on for a bit between script-writing and going to bed and play some Geometry Wars. Expect some more regular updates now.