Howdy gang, how're we all doing this week? Hey, happy June!
I'm back to Borderlands again. At this point, I couldn't tell you how many times I've played through it. Somewhere in the neighborhood of a lot, and, truth be told, a good many done alone with complete neglect of the creamy co-op the game affords. But gawd, it's a phenomenal game. I think it's hands-down one of my favourites, a truth I rarely acknowledge, but one no less full of truthiness for it.
It hit me again last night how much I go gaga over nothing more than the look of the thing. The stylistic, er, style is lovely, no doubt there, but even the design of the characters has me screaming in the way a child howls for ice cream. Or in the way I howl for ice cream. Dr. Zed, Marcus Kincaid, Mad Moxxi - man, I adore Moxxi. The aesthetic is over the top and crazy gratuitous, but in this way that does nothing to diminish the strength of the character. And no, I do not "have a thing" for Moxxi, it's just, in my mind, a perfectly crafted example of good design.
Things which are had, as they relate to Britanni Deniece Johnson, actress behind the Guardian Angel, may or may not be a different story.
I've also started watching Revolutionary Girl Utena solely because the inventor of the duct tape that holds the internet together mentioned it in a discussion he once gave. Man, url heaven up in here. It's, uh, I'd tentatively say it's good, but I would furiously caveat that statement. A lot of the characters have genuinely interesting motivations and when the show plays it silly, it's a lot of fun. That said, it drags in many of the tropes which have, in the past, turned me off anime, chief among them the repetition of scenes which, though intended as a sort of ritual, do nothing but waste time. Moreover, the show makes this appalling trivialization of violence and it's repeatedly left me sincerely, and surprisingly, irked.
But I'll probably keep watching because I've got nothing else to do in this town. Oh, except for caps of course.