
I didn’t know a “quick look” meant rambling on a couch for damn near two hours straight. And here am I making quick observations that only take fifteen minutes to get to the damned point. Go figure.

I didn’t know a “quick look” meant rambling on a couch for damn near two hours straight. And here am I making quick observations that only take fifteen minutes to get to the damned point. Go figure.
The above picture and quotation sums up my feelings immensely, but nonetheless, some brief (and I mean BRIEF) thoughts on last Sunday’s show. My thoughts will be somewhat brief here.
I… I don’t see how this is a party.
Yes, that is a Avengers quote.
Because fuck you.
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I briefly touch on tonight’s Hell In A Cell PPV event, Classic Game Room’s controversial Intergalactic Paywall, Nintendo Switch, and a couple other bits.
Badd Blood, a WWF In Your House PPV show that aired on October 5, 1997, is known for a few things. It’s the day where Brian Pillman was found dead in his hotel room. It’s the show where Owen Hart won the Intercontinental championship in a tournament final to set-up the long-awaited rematch against Stone Cold Steve Austin, whose neck he nearly broke with a botched piledriver in a prior match. It’s that one show where they did the showcase of all the old NWA legends that Kevin Dunn (allegedly) didn’t want to do.
But more than anything, if there is but one thing that Badd Blood is known for… it’s Hell In A Cell. This is the show where it all began, kids. And since tomorrow we’re having a Hell In A Cell PPV event, I figure I might as well give some quick musings on the show.
Funko Pops sure have gotten big over the years. It seems like everywhere I go – whether they’d be an HMV or Gamestop/EB Games or Best Buy or wherever – there seems to be walls of these numerous and completely interchangeable figures waiting for people to blow their money on so they can collect the whole bunch of them for speculator purposes or something.
I don’t get these things.
For those unaware, a Funko Pop figure is those little miniature figures where they take a popular character and reconfigure him or her into this generic big-head, black-eyed, featureless figure. And it’s all the same generic body type and the same facial and all that. And… they all look some bland. They’re not like chibified versions of characters because those are actually cute and somewhat resemble who they’re supposed to.
These Funko things… they look all the same. No facial expressions. No emotions. Virtually no functionality whatsoever. They’re almost like Lego figures, in a way… but at least you could mess around with those and play with those for a bit. Funko things do jack shit.
Even the cheap-o knock rubber figures are more interesting.
Exactly what the fuck do people see in these things anyway? Is there such a market for regurgitated plastic crap they continue to make more of these stupid things? (That was a rhetorical question, by the way.)
I guess I’ll never be a convert to the Funko religion or whatever.
And I’m perfectly fine with that.
HAL really likes that title theme, don’t they?
Cool little lecture that Stuart Ashen did at August’s Norwich Gaming Festival, where he talks about terrible computer games and even lets a couple people play this horrible things.
Original video description:
Stuart Ashen, guest lecturer and local YouTube celebrity, will be talking about terrible old games in the wake of his recently published book Terrible Old Games You’ve Probably Never Heard Of.
Terrible Old Games You’ve Probably Never Heard Of is a compendium of some of the most painfully bad games available for the European home computer market from the early eighties to the mid nineties. It is based on Stuart’s YouTube series of the same name.
So with all the hooplah concerning the teaser trailer for the upcoming Power Rangers film, I’m left wondering about that other fan film thing that has made waves years ago and making grandiose promises about making a grittier take on the property. Outside of a couple trailers and one or two mini episodes of sorts, nothing has come out of this particular camp.