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Monday, January 30, 2023


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Roaming through the many diverse worlds of other books

So the other day it occurred to me that although we spend a lot of time thinking over what country we want to study abroad in, travel to and have secretly unrealistic hopes of living in one day, we never really give much thought to the planet or universe in which we want to live. Stay with me here. Granted, Earth has its perks, being the only place with oxygen, water and life—or so they’ll have us think—but I personally believe we could use a change of scenery sometimes.

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Video games lacking in laughs

Finding humor in games is generally like trying to search for some really blunt needle in a stack of crap—it’s pretty unpleasant usually barely worth the effort. Writing in games is generally horrendous, so trying to garner any amount of hilarity out of stilted scenes is about the best you can get.

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Side projects balance bland with fun

When a band is together for a long time, it is natural that individual musicians in the group will want to branch out. Whether it’s to start a full-fledged solo career or to have a band on the side—much to the chagrin of fans of any band that has had this happen—side projects exist. To top that off, most of the time they are terrible.

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No shame in guilty pleasure television

I’m sure you all have your guilty pleasures—those delightful bits of enjoyment you try to eradicate from your search histories in attempts to salvage your credibility—and I am no exception. Whether you enjoy the occasional supernatural romance or find some sort of bizarre pleasure in watching bourgeois housewives pull each others’ hair, these underrated—or maybe properly rated—TV trifles are both the joy and the bane of our existence. Here are some of my current favorite guilty pleasures. I won’t judge you if you don’t judge me.

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Reading between the lines of book titles

We all like to rise above and pretend none of us judge a book by its cover, but we do. Oh, we so do, and we’re proud. Because this is Sparta! Or just a great line that I use absolutely any and every excuse to use all the time. What’s worse than judging a book by its cover though is when books with seemingly innocuous covers trap you. The sheer rage and nonexistent gamma radiation that courses through your veins when that happens is not fun, but a sight to behold nonetheless. We’ve all been there and there’s no shame in admitting that you enticed the neighbor’s cat to pee on that book. Yes, you were tricked that badly. We understand which is why I shall dedicate—nay construct an altar!—this week’s column to dismembering some of the many, exhaustingly many books that dare pull you in by innocent covers that hide the grisly and embarrassing details of its failure.

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ABC’s ‘Resurrection’ shows broadcast TV still dead on arrival

Our parents will invariably tell us that they love their children equally, but we’re old enough to know it’s a big fat lie. There’s always one child in the family who seems to glow with a golden aura of promise and success—he earns good grades, says his please and thank you’s and controls his peers with the bat of an eyelash. Meanwhile, the other kid is off doing God knows what and getting into all sorts of trouble in a desperate attempt to garner any form of residual attention. I tend to think of traditional broadcast television as the latter of the two, and I feel incredibly guilty treating it as something of an ugly stepchild while I continue to be charmed by the allure of its cable counterpart. It’s time to see what the little rascal has been up to during those many months of neglect.

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The worlds of Wes Anderson

So, “The Grand Budapest Hotel” came out and I saw it, but before we get to that I’d like to take a minute to frame the film with two masterpieces from last year.

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Projecting the future of virtual reality

Virtual reality isn’t a new fad in the gaming world. Since its earliest inception, there have been hilarious depictions in popular culture of kids entering some futuristic deathtrap masquerading as a VR machine. There has already been many failed examples of trying to immerse players in a virtual environment, such as the quasi-VR Nintendo Virtual Boy that doubled as a retina destroyer.

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To a New Yorker, there's nothing better than Billy Joel

On Friday I was lucky enough to see Billy Joel for the second time. The last time I saw him, it was a part of his 12-night run at Madison Square Garden—which involved some really sketchy counting as to how it was a 12-night run, but that’s neither here nor there. The last time I saw him, I was 11, and whatever Billy Joel songs I had heard were force-fed to me by my parents.

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'True Detective' leaves behind a myriad of clues and qualms

A few weeks ago, I raved about HBO’s newest crime drama, “True Detective,” and warned you all about its irrevocable tendency to drive a previously sane person down a path of complete and utter madness—in the best way possible, of course. After deconstructing its myriad interconnected parts and scouring for what I believed—what we all believed at the time—to be “clues,” I settled on three predictions for how the season would culminate, one of which turned out to be true. Well, half true. Nevertheless, I consider myself victorious.

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