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MONDOvideogames’ Top 7 Picks of 2007

Posted by admin On December - 26 - 2007

Your favourite Xbox 360 owner lets you know what he’s been playing on it.

By Alexander B. Huls

7. Resistance (PS3)
Though technically this game came out in 2006, I didn’t play it till 2007, which is why it makes the list now. That fact means the game had the poor fortune to be played by me after a similarly themed “aliens take over and/or threaten to take over the world” game was released (Gears of War), and it just doesn’t stack up in comparison. That should by no means suggest that this wasn’t a great game. Given that Resistance is essentially Call of Duty just with aliens substituted for Nazis (and boy, does that alleviate my only moral conundrum of being a German having to shoot Germans), this game was as welcome to me as a homemade apple pie a la mode. And just like said apple pie, I devoured it greedily and with pleasure, and found myself thoroughly content after.

 

6. Guitar Hero III (XBOX 360)
Despite the switch in developers, this Guitar Hero has emerged as the best one to date (except for that horrible Battle Mode) not because they changed the game play at all (which is a good thing), but because the leaps and bound the soundtrack has made. In fact, that soundtrack would usually help this game be higher on my list if it weren’t for …

5. Rock Band (XBOX 360)
Though really Guitar Hero III has by far the more extensive – and in many ways the better – soundtrack, than Rock Band, there’s just no trumping the sheer awesomeness of being able to play guitar, bass, drums, and also sing. The smaller and inferior soundtrack also doesn’t really matter in the long run given the promise of frequently added downloadable content. It really comes down a matter of mathematically produced emotions. Guitar Hero + 1 Person = feeling like a guitarist extraordinaire. Rock Band + 2-4 people + being able to play real sets together, like a real band = rock star orgasm.

4. Halo 3 (XBOX 360)
The reason this game is so high on the list is not the single-player – which frankly was blah, and just a repetition of the first two games – but the multi-player. That’s in part because the multi-player is just so damn addictive and fun, but because the game should deserve some recognition for the fact that it got me into online gaming in the first place. A few years back I’d sworn off playing online due to a mixture of reasons (annoying teenagers gay-bashing, and I sucked), but Halo 3 has drawn me back in and shown me the errors of my ways. For that, Master Chief has certainly earned his No. 4 position.

3. Call of Duty 4 (XBOX 360)
At this point I honestly cannot contribute anything to say positively about this game that hasn’t been already said a billion times by others. Effectively it boils down to this: Yes, the single player is insanely short, but it is also insanely awesome. The cinematically intense single-player experience – which ups the “Oh Shit!” moments Call of Duty is known for – was one of the most exciting, exhilarating gaming experiences I’ve had to date. Call of Duty, it seems, should have ditched the Nazis a long time ago.

2. Mass Effect (XBOX 360)
Given my occasional rumblings on this site about single-player experiences this year lacking substantial stories, it should come as no surprise perhaps that my top two titles both have great narratives. Admittedly, RPGs such as Mass Effect are a genre more conducive, and more well-known for stories, but that’s no excuse. Mass Effect is everything I have come to expect from one of my favorite developers, BioWare. The thing is, they gave me more than I expected. Taking their well-established strengths from Knights of the Old Republic and Jade Empire, they’ve blown their own benchmark out of the water. With a story full of high adventure (I dare you not to get excited by the end), a combat system that only gets more fun as the game goes on, and great characters, this game stands out. But what really distinguishes it, and what makes it such a unique, and fascinating game, is the moral dilemmas it presents you, and the subsequent diverging paths your story can take based solely on the decisions you make. When a game presents you with a problem, and you actually find yourself pausing and thinking for a minute what you not only want to do, but should do? That’s a classic in the making.

1. BioShock (XBOX 360)
The race between Mass Effect and BioShock was a close one. Really close. I mean, BioWare and Irrational Games made two of my favorite games ever, Knights of the Old Republic, and System Shock 2 respectively. Not only that, both Mass Effect and BioShock are effectively spiritual sequels to those games. The reason the latter ultimately wins out though is deceptively simple: atmosphere. Whether it be the level design, the graphics, or more importantly the mysterious narrative Irrational weaves into the environment around you, you’re left constantly on the edge of your nerves, wondering what is going on, and what might pop out at you next. That’s nothing more to say about the fact that this game is genuinely scary and disturbed, a bizarre meld of Clive Barker and Ayn Rand, leaving me perhaps more unsettled than any game outside of Condemned. Where Mass Effect immerses you in the pleasures of its high adventure, it remains a distancing immersion. BioShock pulls you right into its world in every sense, never letting you go until it spits you back out when you beat it.

Favorite TV Moments of Fall ’07

Posted by television On December - 26 - 2007

Complete with clips to tide you over through the Christmas specials and season reruns.

By Alexander B. Huls

Though it was often a truncated season, and one that might be a long time returning after Christmas, here are some of the moments I most enjoyed from this year’s batch of shows, new and old.

Slapsgiving, How I Met Your Mother

Continuing what has become a running joke on the show, the creators of HIMYM took it to hilarious new heights. Not only does Marshall make Thanksgiving also Slapsgiving (i.e. a day where slappage occurs), after finally receiving the allowance of the Slap Bet Commissioner (i.e. Lily) to go ahead and take his pound of flesh from Barney, Marshall launches into a pre-composed song honoring the act. “The Slap Song” makes for another classic HIMYM moment, and to me, it is this year’s Robin Sparkles.

“I own you,” Dexter

After watching Dexter being harassed by Doakes, and secretly wishing Dexter would do something about it (as long as it didn’t endanger our hero), we finally got our moment. In hindsight, I still think it was an insanely stupid thing to do, but that’s about all I’ll say, because, frankly, this moment just needs to speak for itself.

“I’m Batman,” Supernatural

The funniest the show has produced so far, this episode (“Bad Day at Black Rock”) had numerous excellent moments – the “I lost my shoe” bit being a classic – but this for me was the best. As if Dean wasn’t bad enough with his bad-ass cockiness, throw in a temporary luck-bringing rabbit’s foot that can ensure his safety, and you’ve got yourself a funny situation, made even more so by a well placed, self-aggrandizing pop-culture reference.

The Kiss, Chuck

After months of watching Chuck long for Sarah quietly (and sometimes not so quietly), when both were faced with their imminent death it was a pleasant shock to see the two finally lock lips. Most surprising was the fact that Sarah kissed Chuck – instead of the other way around – as the latter sadly resigned himself to a casual “It was nice knowing you.” Of course, things wouldn’t be easy for Chuck and Sarah (as subsequent episodes proved), but we Chuck/Sarah relationshippers will always have this kiss to keep us going. Or at least to live up to. I mean, that was a hot kiss.

Henry Dances, Ugly Betty

Of all the clips to choose from, this may be an odd choice. The thing is, I’ve adored Henry (and sure, his “will they or won’t they” relationship with Betty) since his first appearance. So, to see the adorable accountant break out of his comfortable self and show off his moves (spanning everything from Russian to John Travolta), in a wife-beater no less? Bliss.

Saran Wrap Kiss, Pushing Daisies

Watching this clip completely out of context, it’s a marvel that one doesn’t overdose on the sugar-sweet cuteness essentially injected into your heart. But like most good and addictive drugs, you inevitably develop a stronger immunity to its effects, while simultaneously desiring and loving it more. After so many episodes, I now expect Pushing Daisies to supply me with the adorable Ned and Chuck moments I so desperately crave. This addiction can be traced back most significantly to their first (on-screen) kiss. If nothing else, this clip earns its place here for making saran wrap unnaturally romantic.

MONDOvideogames’ Top 7 Picks of 2007

Posted by admin On December - 26 - 2007

What’s the Nintendo-girl been playing this year?

By Diana Poulsen

This was a challenging list to compile when I only have the Wii and the Nintendo DS as next generation consoles. Just keep that in mind. Here’s my best of 2007. 7. Bioshock (PC, Xbox360)
First off, I have to admit I haven’t played this one, but I desperately want too. First person shooter meets horror, meets Art Deco? The atmosphere that is Bioshock looks and feels awesome. I would love to live in that crazy underwater city — well, as long as there weren’t any monsters or crazies down there. As it avoids than the problems of copyright protection on the PC, the Xbox360 version makes me drool with anticipation. I desperately want to play this, and I am not a fan of first person shooters. Every time someone talks about playing it and tells me how great it is I contemplate stealing their Xbox360. You’d better watch out, Mr. Alexander B. Huls.

6. Super Mario Galaxy (Wii)
Challenging and unique, Nintendo has raised the bar on all platformers while bringing Mario into the third dimension. The 3D world reminds me a lot of some of the worlds in Psychonauts when you are platforming on that black and white cube. You can run around on all sides of the cube and it flips to match your direction. It’s a little disorientating but wicked cool, though I felt the same way about Mario 64. I got lost an awful lot. You won’t be quite as astounded or feel nearly as lost as when you played Mario 64 for the first time, but the feeling is certainly familiar. And I mean that in the best possible way. The controls are very intuitive and the game has been developed to do more than simply function on the Wii controls. Hopefully this means I won’t get Wii arm from this game.

5. WarioWare: Smooth Moves (Wii)
This game is whacked, messed up, crazy, and on acid. I played this game at a party and you really do have to play it to understand it. It’s series of wacky minigames and a collage of off the wall characters. The animations and stories that accompany the mini games are brilliant and down right crazy. Apparently giving a cat an umbrella makes it and its pals go disco dancing with you. Picking someone’s nose, opening an umbrella, shaving someone’s face and other random things are all minigames. On top of that every time you learn a new position for holding the Wiimote the narrator introduces it with a very sincere but messed up haiku. Overall, a lot of laughs and a good party game.

4. Hotel Dusk: Room 215 (Nintendo DS)
Hotel Dusk is an adventure game that plays out like a crime novel. You even hold the DS like it’s a book. The game mechanics are similar to Trace Memory which was also developed by CING. The graphics have a hand drawn appearance similar to A-HA’s Take on Me music video and Trace Memory. The game is a little slow, but what adventure game isn’t slow? I’ve picked this one because it proved to me that I would like to see more adventure games on the DS.

3. Resident Evil 4 Wii edition (Wii)
Come on, it’s Resident Evil 4 and you actually stab things. On top of that it includes everything that was added in the PS2 version. Yes, it’s an older game, but have we all really gotten over how awesome RE4 was? No, I didn’t think so. This time you really have to be on your toes – I’d recommend putting the sensor bar on the floor as it works better that way. RE4 is even scarier on the Wii, if that is possible.

2. Legend of Zelda the Phantom Hourglass (Nintendo DS)
This return to the cell-shaded world of Wind Waker starts up where Wind Waker leaves off. I love the little voice clips they use, it just sets the mood for everything to follow. The stylus works really well in this one, though on occasion the fighting feels a little too easy. I can point quicker than I can button mash so it works almost too well for me, though I do worry about jabbing my stylus through the screen. Here, though, you can’t use any of the buttons, so it’s stylus or nothing. It might sound frustrating, but take it from me — drawing a line for the boomerang to follow is the greatest. So much control over what to hit! I also adore the steam boat, thought I do miss sailing. But this time around, they allow you to customize you ship’s looks and functionality. You all know the basic story here — yes, you do have to rescue Tetra (aka Zelda).

1. World of Warcraft the Burning Crusade (PC)
I am addicted to WoW and honestly it’s become a problem in my life. This expansion added the elegant, green-eyed Blood Elves, the blue alien Draenei, a level 70 cap, the profession of jewelcrafting, and the Outland and Epic mounts. The Blood Elves’ good looks seem to be a fan favourite because you see them everywhere. On top of all that, this year we’ve seen a collection of solid patches, including the Gods of Zul’Aman, Brewfest and the Headless Horseman expansion for Hallow’s End. Overall, WoW is hours or even months of fun. It’s kept me busy since October and I am having a Cartman-like freak out for The Wraith of the Lich King. Don’t be alarmed when you start to dream about which race you should try next, and what profession your character should pursue. Eventually, you will end up hanging out with your friends and playing games of makeshift leap frog rather than going on quests. It doesn’t sound like fun, but it really is. That said, why am I telling you this? I am missing out on crucial WoW time.

Random Comics of the Week

Posted by Comics On December - 25 - 2007

This week: New X-Men

By Miles Baker
Each week we use random.org’s random integer generator to create two random numbers. They then count down on the release list until they find out their RANDOM COMIC OF THE WEEK! No matter what the publisher, what the issue, what the arc, we will be there reviewing things with little or no context.

Miles’ Book

New X-Men #45 (Chapter 8 of the Messiah Complex crossover)
Written by Craig Kyle and Chris Yost
Art by Humberto Ramos
Marvel Comics, 2007

I was supposed to review the Marvel Holiday Special this week, but it was sold out and I was left in a tricky situation. Then I realized that since I was buying Messiah Complex anyway and Christ was the Messiah (according to many) that this would do instead.

It’s a stretch, but here we go.

See, I decided to follow this crossover completely. Why not, I thought. There were promises that Cyclops would be super cool again (for the first time to many people) and I love Cyclops. I also love X-Factor and there was no way I was dropping that for a few months. So here we are, eight chapters in, and this thing is finally starting to pick up and be really interesting. They’ve made a lot of really good calls, and tried to keep the story as simple as possible when you have a cast of about 50 characters.

This book continues what I’ve been liking about the series: tightly written dialogue, good characterization, exciting stakes, and something that makes me want to come back for next time. The Kyle/Yost team is really solid and this might make me start buying all their books. That said, there are two elements of the narrative that need to pay off soon: what the Madrox-dupe and Layla are doing in the future and what is up with Predator X, a cross between a dragon and a lion that is made of crystal. Both are taking baby steps and have yet to play out in any significant way. Here’s to hoping they do soon.

The only real thing to dislike about this chapter the art. I’m of the opinion that Humberto Ramos is a terrible artist. I dislike his razor-like chins and huge eyes, how his characters are constantly screaming. I dislike the complete lack of subtlety in his work. I don’t think that his style fits into the X-Men line as a whole, as really sticks out in this crossover. I am not looking forward to him taking over on Runaways.

That said, I can look past his art and enjoy this exciting X-Event.

My Holiday Favourite

Posted by film On December - 25 - 2007

Gremlins (1984)

By Jess Skinner

Ponder on whatever supremely unfortunate Christmas gift you’ve received in your life, and take pleasure in the probable truth that it never tried to claw your face off. This cannot be said for Zach Galligan’s holiday, circa 1984, which resulted in nothing less than vicious monsters running amok in his once-idyllic town. This is Gremlins, a movie beloved by many but analysed probably only by me. I find it one of the most curious of movies, one of those pop-culture artefacts that seem designed for nobody; in this case too grotesque for children, too cartoonish for adults. I love it for precisely this reason; it is a self-conscious middle finger to any potential mass market. But it was successful anyway, proving once again that moviegoers are sometimes smarter than I think they are.

Gremlins takes place during Christmas but has little to do with the holiday, instead cheerfully exploiting it as a counterpart to the mayhem of the creatures. This is a particular kind of mayhem, as unlike a lot of movie monsters, these ones are conscious and articulate in their destruction. I particularly enjoy the scene in which they drive a snowplow into a house. Or when they ambush a mall Santa and (presumably) slay him. So inappropriate, and yet sublime. Another reason why I should never have children: I’d probably make them watch this annually.

Favourite Films of 2007:

10. Juno
09. Ratatouille
08. Ils (Them)
07. Paris, je t’aime
06. Rescue Dawn
05. Once
04. Michael Clayton
03. Zodiac
02. No Country for Old Men
01. I’m Not There

A Look at the Justice League Christmas Special

Posted by Comics On December - 25 - 2007

“Comfort and Joy”

By Owen K. Craig

Making an ideal Christmas special starring our favourite comic book characters is a tricky business. On the one hand you want to show the warmth, compassion, and charity that Christmas represents to all of us, but on the other hand you’re dealing with such iconic characters that you don’t want to undermine their importance with saccharine messages. Finding a balance between those two points is not easy, but the Justice League episode “Comfort and Joy” succeeds with flying colours.

Following three plotlines, “Comfort and Joy” focuses on what Christmas means to our beloved heroes. After saving an alien race from certain doom, Flash, Superman, Green Lantern, and Hawkgirl all go their separate ways for the holidays. Realizing that Martian Manhunter (also known as J’onn J’onnz) has no home to go to (being Martian after all), Superman invites J’onn to spend Christmas with his family. This plotline offers up two great ongoing bits: watching J’onn struggle to understand the excitement Superman feels is hilarious, as is watching Superman revert to a childlike state when he goes back to Smallville for Christmas:

Martha Kent: We used to wrap Clark’s presents in lead foil just so he couldn’t peek.
Clark: You mean SANTA wrapped them.

Meanwhile, Green Lantern wants to show Hawkgirl (from the planet Thanagar) why Christmas matters to him. This affords him the opportunity to do some classic winter flirting, in other words a snowball fight. This unconventional action scene has some great moments where we get to see these two use their powers for fun, as opposed to just saving the world. I’m especially fond of a moment where Hawkgirl thinks she’s won the fight, only to realize that Green Lantern’s ring is the Universe’s most powerful weapon, even in a snowball fight.

Flash visits an orphanage to spread some Christmas cheer to the kids. Asking them about the one present they want this season, he is amused to see it’s a toy called “DJ Rubba Ducky.” Watching a commercial for this flatulent toy, Flash can’t help but crack a smile. The moment of Flash laughing at the duck making farting noises, when any other hero of the League would roll their eyes, is so wonderfully in character for him and demonstrates what sets him aside from the rest of the heroes. This is exactly why Flash is my favourite. Unfortunately the toy is this season’s hot item and is tough for Flash to find. He gets the last one straight from the manufacturer in Japan. On his way home, however, he runs into the villain Ultra-Humanite (reason #14562 why I love comics: we get characters with names like Ultra-Humanite) who is trying to destroy some modern art that offends his aesthetic. In the ensuing battle the toy is destroyed, crushing the Flash’s spirits. Back in Smallville, the Kents are doing everything they can to make J’onn feel welcome. J’onn is touched when they offer him a sweater as a Christmas present, but feels guilty when he realizes that he has no gift to offer in exchange. Feeling like an outcast, J’onn disguises himself and walks about the small town to witness how much the season means to everyone. After losing the snowball fight, Hawkgirl challenges Green Lantern to come and witness how she likes to celebrate. He follows her to an alien planet where she starts a brawl between the rough crowd. After a long fight the duo fall asleep, snuggling up together in the arms of a giant monstrous creature who had attacked them earlier. Realizing that the whole bar was all tuckered out and had gotten all cozy together made me laugh. This plotline also sets up GL and Hawkgirl’s budding relationship in the next episode, I might add.

After waking up from an Ultra-Humanite punch (“you hit me first”), Flash realizes that the villain has taken pity on him and is fixing the toy. When asked why, Ultra-Humanite reveals that Flash’s words have touched him and he wanted to help. And not only has he fixed it, but he’s also “improved” it — now instead of making farting noises the duck tells the children the story of The Nutcracker. One of my favourite shots in the episode is the pair dressed up to visit the children. Personally, I would love a “Santa Flash” ornament for my tree. Finally, the episode shifts back to the Kent Farm, as Superman wakes up excitedly for Christmas. Literally leaping out of bed (hee) he hears a singing, only to realize that J’onn has taken on his Martian form and is celebrating the holidays by embracing who he is. Happily listening to the song Clark remarks to his parents, who have joined Clark to listen, “And he said he didn’t bring anything.”  Seeing heroes in their downtime has always been a soft spot for me. I like to see what makes these people tick in between their moments of kicking butt. While there are certainly a lot of Christmas stories that don’t work, this is one that definitely does, at least for me. Hilarious and touching, this is one Christmas special that is a must-watch for me each holiday season.

Happy Holidays, readers! Let’s have one more shot of Santa Flash.

Mz. Goldie: To facial, or not to facial?

Posted by lifestyle On December - 25 - 2007

Mz. Goldie tackles the question on every woman’s mind, and in every man’s fantasy books.

It’s cold honies, and I’ve been keeping warm with a hot little number I met when he served me some hot chocolate, and then I served him a hot bj in the bathroom (who says making minimum wage isn’t a good life?). I hope you all have found a sweet one, or two or three to survive the long winter with; if not, get on it, all the good ones will be gone by 12:03 on New Years! Now, on to the question.

Dear Mistress Goldie:

I am a fairly open-minded 25-year-old girl in Saskatoon. I was watching some adult movies with my boyfriend and he seemed to get really excited at the “facial” scene. I don’t get it, the idea seems kind of gross to me. Is there something I am missing?

Thanks, love your article!
Wondering Woman

Dear WW:

Ah, the age-old question of the facial. Women have been trying to understand this one for centuries. I’m sure this is the real reason that Anne Boylen lost her head; she said “Henry, you’re not putting that shit on my face, quit it” and then he locked her in a tower. But I digress. The thing with the facial is, you either love it or you hate it; there is no middle ground when it comes to the funky stuff up in your grill, as the kids say. From a man’s point of view, there could be plenty of reasons why they love it. Power is one, they like the idea of disgracing you a bit. Now, don’t freak out, this usually has nothing to do with the guy being an asshole in the grand scheme of things, it’s just a sexual power thing, much like when you sit on his face. You do do that right? The other, most common option is that he is visually stimulated. The idea of seeing his love juice spray on your face turns him on; this is also the reason that when you look up while giving a bj, you’ll catch his eye — he loves to watch. Honey, the bottom line here is, it is quite a normal fetish, and unfortunately, the only way to see if you would be into it or not is to try it. Maybe, if you’ve never had the stuff on you before, you should try it in a more safe place first: tits, stomach, back, then move up to the face. And trust me honey, if you’re not into it, you’ll know pretty fast! I recommend it though, if you’re into the hot, dirty girl kind of thing, which really, deep down, aren’t we all, even just a little?

Until next time, cuddle up, stay warm, keep it hot.

A Holiday Note

Posted by lifestyle On December - 25 - 2007


Guilt and the Consumerist Drive

By Sam Linton

Ahh, Christmas! Oh, you may call it the Holidays, the Yuletide, even Hanukkah or Ramadan (it’s okay — Bill O’Reilly isn’t here to stop you), but it’ll always be Christmas to me. Not for any religious reasons, mind you. The old “Big R” and me have had an understanding for some time: we remain 100 meters apart at all times. It works for me, and it works for her, so we get along fine now. The kids are a lot happier, too. But I digress. To me, Christmas is that magical time of year when you can go anywhere in the city’s commercial core, do anything you want, and just feed off the rampant energy of frenzied consumerism coming from all around you. I love it. It gets me off. Everywhere you go, you can see the maddened throngs, teeming human masses moving like salmon upstream, sliding against each other, bumping over one another trying to get the freshest, latest, most now thing. You’ll read a lot of bad press about this type of crass consumerism at this time of year, but not from me. Never from me. After all, isn’t “crass” just another way of saying “honest?” This is the time of year when it all gets laid bare, when all the consumer urges we’ve been penning up inside us explode forth, finally given an appropriate vent in the spirit of generosity. After all, how can it be called greedy if we’re not even buying it for ourselves? Finally, lust and the whole spirit of consumerist need can be indulged in, without any of the complications of guilt, prudence, foresight or planning which dominate the rest of the year, and the results are truly magnificent to behold. Don’t believe me? Go to the Eaton Center. Go to the Yonge Street Strip. Go to any massed commercial location you can think of (it doesn’t have to be in Toronto), and witness the majesty of Western culture at its zenith. You’ll see people, normal, everyday people with their own hopes and dreams, jobs, friends and family, scrambling for goods like they were Spitfires and Jerry was at the door! (Sorry, that one was a bit of a stretch, but it does illustrate a “combat” metaphor pretty well.) And what a battle it is! Because, in this modern, wonderful world of ours, what better way do we have to show appreciation and love than through our boughten goods? Again, this is not irony or sarcasm; really, what else is there? It’s not as though we have many other values left. Religion is out, unless you’re celebrating Christmas “the creepy way” (in which case you are probably not my target audience), and ideologies can be as bought and sold as anything else. So what we have left is through products, where what you get someone shows just how much you love them. Now, the cynics would spin this into a whole “whichever gift costs the most wins” thing, but that’s not it at all. That would be too easy. The true consumerist thrill is in finding that one gift, that perfect commodity that not only speaks to the receiver’s identity, but helps them to shape it. Sure, an argyle sweater or a Nintendo Wii may bothcost a lot, but unless you buy ‘em for the right person, they don’t mean squat! What good is a nice sweater gonna do for filthy cousin Tommy? Or a Wii for disgruntled uncle Johanne? But Uncle Johanne sure could use an argyle sweater to show his contempt for modern fashion, and imagine how much filthier cousin Tommy could be if he was all sweaty from playing Wii Sports! You see, the gift must balance costly with thoughtful, the exterior with the interior. And therein lies the game… “So what?” you may ask me. “What are you trying to say?” you may well inquire. What I am getting at here, gang, is that you can’t let guilt get you down this season. Yes, you’re a consumer whore. Yes, you’re buying into a culture of commodification devaluing “love” and “fellowship” with crude dollar amounts and corporate logos. And yes, you may well be stepping over other people to do it. But you do this all the time. Every week of every month of every year. It’s simply how life works these days. But this time of year, under the auspices of whatever holiday you choose to celebrate, is the only time you can actually take to feel good about your spending habits, because you’re doing it for the Joy of the Season and for those you love. It may not be a perfect marriage, but what is? For this one time of year, spend lavishly, consume mightily, forget the guilt, and just enjoy the holidays.

Just don’t forget to confront your spending habits next week in your New Year’s resolutions. Frankly, they’ve been getting a little out of hand.

Review — I Am Legend

Posted by film On December - 25 - 2007

I Am Legend
Directed by Francis Lawrence
Warner Brothers Pictures, 2007

By Caesar Martini

I Am Legend is an adaptation of a book, or a remake of Charlton Heston’s The Omega Man, depending on how you want to look at it. It’s 2012, and humanity has pretty much been destroyed by a virus. Created by scientists as a cure for cancer, it ends up being a cure for not being a vampire. Ninety per cent of humanity is wiped out, and the leftovers are turned into the living dead.

Except for Robert Neville (Smith). A military scientist who was working to reverse the effects of the virus in the last days of human existence, he is trapped in New York City. At night he battens down the hatches and prays the monsters don’t get in. In the safety of sunlight he travels the island, foraging, hunting, gathering supplies. He still works in his surprisingly comfortable and well-stocked home, conducting experiments and trying to create a vaccine. His only form of living companionship is his german shepherd, Sam.

I am Legend reminded me a lot of Castaway. Much like that movie, there is only one character present in about 90% of the entire film. There’s a lot of pressure on Smith, as an actor, to be captivating and interesting because there’s really not much else to look at on the screen. Thankfully, Smith does an excellent job. You can really feel his fear and his anxiety, and like Castaway, you can see that being without human contact for that long has made him go a bit squirrelly. However, this film is in New York City, not some tiny boring beach, and there are vampires running around at night making scary noises, so it’s inherently a lot more gripping.

And intense! The director did a great job of jacking up the tension level. Even though there’s not a lot of big action, I found myself very caught up in what was going on. I Am Legend is intense, disturbing, and very emotional. Also, a tremendous job was done of transforming Manhattan into an abandoned urban graveyard. It looks remarkably authentic, and makes you wonder how the hell they got some of those shots.

The only negative thing I have to say about this movie is that the vampires looked a lot more computer-generated than they needed to be. I think if they went with a slightly more humanized look, it would have seemed that much more real and frightening.

Also, I Am Legend has possibly THE most unbelievable thing that I have ever heard of in any movie, ever: the idea that an adult born in the Western Hemisphere doesn’t know who Bob Marley is, or has never heard one of his songs. Are you fucking kidding me? Twenty years ago I was a dumb white kid that had never even seen a black person, but I could still sing most of the words to “I Shot the Sheriff.” Even if you don’t listen to the radio, anyone who’s ever smoked pot knows who Bob Marley is.

I Am Legend is a very well crafted and well acted movie, full of tense and emotional moments. It may not be the big action movie that you are expecting, but I think it’s far more interesting than that.

Review — The Golden Compass

Posted by art On December - 25 - 2007

The Golden Compass
Directed by Chris Weitz
New Line Cinema, 2007

Caesar Martini

Look out! It’s another novel for children wrenched from bookstores and put on the silver screen for all of us lazy bastards to spend two hours watching, instead of several days reading. Sometimes the book-to-film translation works quite well, other times it makes me want to head-butt small children. I haven’t read the book, so I can’t comment on the skill of translation of The Golden Compass, but if the book is anything like the movie then I’m glad I compressed all that suck into two hours of boring viewing as opposed to many, many hours of painful reading. [editor’s note: It’s not! It’s not! I swear! It’s so much better than this! ]

The movie takes place in an alternate universe where people’s souls travel around with them outside their bodies, in random animal form. So imagine walking down the street and hey, there’s your soul trotting along beside you in the form of a lemur or something, making small talk with you. And what happens to one, happens to the other. So if your soul is a bird and it breaks its neck flying into a window, then, whoops, I guess you’re dead. I wonder if anybody in this fictional world ever got so unlucky to be paired up with a lemming? Bad spot of luck, that. In fact, no one seemed to have a very impractical soul-animal. Everybody’s soul was relatively compact and could keep pace with them. Like, nobody had to walk around with an African elephant or a giraffe or a three toed sloth or anything like that. I wonder if the book is the same way.

Anyhoo, Lyra (Richards), the protagonist, is a plucky orphan girl who comes in the possession of the golden compass, a device only she can use, that lets her see the truth of things. Like a less sexy version of Wonder Woman’s lasso. Evil forces of course want this compass, so Lyra goes on the run, all the while trying to solve the cryptic mystery of ‘dust’ and finding her friends, who have been kidnapped. Also, there’s flying archery witches and armored talking polar bears. Epic fantasy adventure ensues.

This movie plays like it was made by someone from the age group it’s targeted to. I can’t remember the last time I saw a movie that had such a linear progression. If I took a laser-guided carpenter’s level and drew a perfect line from point A to point B, it could not be as straight and direct as the plot of this movie. Each scene is set up in a neat, tidy, and WAY too convenient package by the one before it.

Example. At one point, the far-too-melodramatically-named Lord Asriel (Daniel Craig) is walking in the Arctic Circle, and he says to his familiar, “Ahh, Svalbard. Land of the ice bears.” (Note: this is unnecessary, as anyone who is paying even the slightest bit of attention knows exactly where he is, because he said he was going there, like five times in the movie so far) “We’d best be careful. Miss Coulter will have every bandit after us by now.” No sooner does he say that, he is – wait for it – yes! Attacked by bandits! And the whole movie is pretty much like that. A scene starts, is laid out for you like you’re an idiot, and wraps up very neatly just the way you expect.

And though there were a couple of scenes that went someplace I wasn’t expecting, the reason I wasn’t expecting it to unfold that way was because the unfolding proved completely senseless. Like when Lyra stumbles across an abandoned shed in the middle of the desolate Arctic circle where one of her missing friends just happens to be hiding out. And if it wasn’t senseless, it was sadly predictable, such as when Lyra is randomly kidnapped and delivered to the same evil polar bear king that was responsible for exiling and shaming Iorek, her own polar bear bodyguard. Gasp! Do you think Iorek might have a chance to redeem his honor?? (** Spoiler: yes. ** )

This direct structure had the effect of making me not care about a single thing that happened in the movie, except when the credits rolled. Though The Golden Compass does gain some points for some decent effects, a whiskey-drinking polar bear, and Nicole Kidman slapping her own monkey, I’d be negligent in my duties if I didn’t recommend you skip this one.

Sweet Thing and Los Campesinos! at the Mod Club

Posted by music On December - 25 - 2007

Sweet Thing and Los Campesinos!
at the Mod Club
December 5th, 2007

By Natalie Plourde
Photographs by Meghan Gribben

The Mod Club was just starting to be populated, which wasn’t too surprising; there was still one band before the headliners. The stage had an unmarked crease around it, like the kind a goalie has, a space the crowd wouldn’t penetrate. Nobody wants to trust a band they’ve never heard before; it’s probably safest to keep one’s distance.

The band that took the stage call themselves Sweet Thing, and sweet they were. The lead singer, Owen Carrier, was clad in a sweater vest and stood proud with a red tambourine which matched the bassist’s pants. When Carrier threw his head back, his powerful wail gave me goose bumps. I threw caution to the wind and moved right up to the stage.

Sweet Thing is like a sexy, not-as-watered-down Maroon 5. While it’s not your token indie sound, it’s not particularly innovative. But what the group may lack in creativity is made up in genuine musical talent and sheer entertainment. It’s fun! It’s pop music with an old soul. They clearly love Queen and it looks like Carrier picked up a couple of stage moves from Mick Jagger.

There was a wide range of styles, from blues to funk, from rock to jazz. There was handclapping and even toetapping; jazz hands were a-plenty as Carrier pranced about the stage, posing for the camera and belting out tunes. A fresh and funky guitar riff accompanied his beautiful bellows. His eyes returned to his audience and as he sang, he danced with his microphone stand – without tripping. The energy that Sweet Thing exuded during the performance was enough to make my friends and I dance along. The crowd tiptoed nearer to the stage – Sweet Thing was reaching them.

At the show, the Toronto boys were promoting their self-titled EP, but are currently producing an album themselves – with a little help from Chemical Sound Studios, which you might associate with yummy bands Final Fantasy and Death From Above 1979.

By the time Sweet Thing left, the crowd was all warmed up and ready for Los Campesinos! to grace the stage. To borrow a line from their very own notebook: the band was okay, but the fresh air was better. Their brand of campy dance pop wasn’t completely lost on me; it had its moments. The fiddle added a nice touch to a tweaked-out guitar, both juxtaposed nicely with frequent bells. The sugary female voices were well balanced by raw young male vocals.

Los Campesinos! played straight through all the songs from their EPs Hold On Now Youngster and Sticking Fingers Into Sockets. Nothing more, and no attempt from the audience to propose an encore. I wasn’t complaining. As a performance, the septet lacked the sort of charisma that could have set them apart from a recording. All the cute, childlike tunes began to melt into one long, xylophone-banging song when there was no real break, besides a pre-pubescent mock-attempt to address the crowd. The frontman needs more confidence – unless he spoke so feebly because his balls haven’t descended just yet. The fans had a good time, though, and there were plenty smiling faces and dancing feet.

The crowd emptied out quickly, having gotten a 12-dollar performance for a 12-dollar show.

MONDOwishlist

Posted by admin On December - 25 - 2007

In the holiday spirit, a list of games I’ve always wanted but never received.

By Diana Poulsen

10. The Phantom (Console, 2006)
It was a console that was designed to play PC games, which I thought was perfect for me since I didn’t want to update my computer, but I wanted to play some awesome PC games. However, the system was very pointless. You could only play PC games that were about 3-4 years old and it quickly became obsolete. Seriously, though, the back catalogue would have been awesome.

9. The Legend of Zelda: Oracle of Seasons and Oracle of Ages (Gameboy Colour, 2001)
It’s two Link games in one, how could I not want it? I honesty had no money at this time. Such a burden it is being a teenager/child. I waited much too long and now can’t find this game anywhere to save my life.

8. Rez (PS2, DreamCast, 2001)
Rez is a weird musical shooting game that is loosely constructed on the game play dynamics of Panzer’s Dragoon for the Sega Saturn. Apparently, only about 100,000 were released in North America, and it’s that weird arty game everyone collects. It looks cool. It’s the game where you can buy the trance vibrator.. . But come on — the PS2 controller does that already, isn’t that overkill?

7. Winx Club (PS2, never released)
Alright, I admit it. I enjoy and regularly watch the Winx Club and have played all the games that have come out for it. Yes, the games are crap, they are very simple and clearly designed as an attempt to hypnotize the female mind, but it’s my guilty pleasure. By the way, that attempt to hypnotize the female mind by using pink and purple is a failure. Those colours clash. Now, various outfits, that is a little warmer, but still not true for all girls. We also like to shoot stuff and find stuff too – like in RPGs and survival horror games. That said, I love these games. I had heard about a PS2 version of the Winx Club game and saw some cool screenshots, but I have yet to see it in stores and it was supposed to be a 2005 release. Le sigh… where is it?

6. Makai Kingdom (PS2, 2005)
I rented this game to review and I adored it. Then I went out to buy it, and could not find it. I don’t even like RTS but this one was highly amusing with its SNES graphics and over the top humour.

5. Final Fantasy X-2 International (Japanese PS2, 2004)
A lot of the Final Fantasy games that are released come out in Japan a second time as an International version. It has spoken English dialogue but with new levels and occasionally fixes initially problematic elements of the game. I adored FFX-2 and wanted to play this version so I could get the 2 new outfits and interact with Auron and Tidus. Evil SquareEnix and your Japan only releases! How you tease me soo!

4. Leisure Vision (Console, 1982)
Exceptionally rare and only released in Canada, Leisure Vision is pretty much a knock off of ColecoVision. I want it, because my boyfriend use to play it as a child and it’s the only game console he’s really liked. So If I get it, he’ll play with me. Then I can finally convince him that video games do equal fun.

3. Kingdom Hearts II Final Mix + (Japanese PS2, 2007)
I loved KH2, I finished in 5 days – 40 hours. I loved KH Chain of Memories for the GBA. Of course only in Japan would they release KHII Final Mix. Yes, more levels and what not, but it also comes with a PS2 version of Chain of Memories. Why are you so cruel to me SquareEnix? Why?!

2. Keio Flying Squadron II (Sega Saturn, 1996)
I was playing my cousin’s Sega Saturn in Denmark, and they had a playable demo of Keio. I loved it. It was an anime style platformer. So I waited for it to come out in Canada, and even conned my mom into getting us a Sega Saturn for x-mas. Little did I know that at this time Sega was well into its downfall and the Dreamcast would be soon be released. Sadly, Keio was never released in Canada, it was only released in Europe, Australia and Japan. I was so sad. Magic Knight Rayearth and Keio Flying Squadron II were the reason I owned a Saturn. Despite the massive disappointment, I loved that machine until the bitter end.

1. Atari Cosmos (Handheld/Tabletop, 1981)
I’ve only read about it and seen one on eBay for about $10,000. This was Al Alcorn’s (Atari’s lead engineer and programmer) attempt to create a handheld machine that used light (LEDs) and holographs. The result is weird rainbow coloured 3D games. Honestly, it just sounds cool and the few pictures I have seen look fascinating. It received a lot of criticism before it was released, and even though there were a lot of interested buyers, Atari pulled the plug on the project. There were only 5 made and only 2 of them work today.

Yes, I’m that hardcore a gamer.

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