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Wednesday, December 15, 2010

A Scathingly Bipartisan Editorial


I try to keep Blognoscor apolitical most of the time, but the whole blogosphere is doing a thing where we all get on and gripe about the tax compromise going through the Senate in the morning.  Anyway, apparently I didn’t get the email and I didn’t realize we were doing it until I got home and I had the only blog not complaining about this legislation.  It was like showing up bare headed on hat day… so embarrassing.

Anyway, I threw this together kind of quickly.  I’m far-center politically and thus have no horse in the race.  I also know that I have both conservative and liberal readers so I’ve tried to keep the griping fair to everyone.  When you encounter parentheses, read the option on the left if you are a Democrat and the right if you are a Republican.  This way we can all enjoy being unhappy with the compromise together.


(Democrats | Republicans) Cave to (Republicans | Democrats)

As we approach the end of 2010, we are left to reflect on the (slow recovery | unabated freefall) of the economy, the (slowly recovering | hopelessly devastated) housing market and the (necessary | Marxist) (extension | expansion) of unemployment insurance to people out of work (through no fault of their own | because of Obama’s job killing strategies).

With Obama’s (unacceptable | unacceptable) tax compromise finding only token opposition in the Senate, the House is expected to (fix | fight) the bill in the coming days.  But will (a tax break | continuation of current tax levels) make a significant difference in economic recovery?  Will it (lift people back out of poverty | make me rich)?  Will it make (trees happy |  immigrants go away)?  More importantly, will it please the (union | corporate) overlords and keep the donors happy?

The (Democrats | Republicans) are proceeding despite strong opposition from their base.  (Democratic | Republican) voters have made it clear that the last thing they want is (tax breaks for the rich | a bigger deficit).  Poll after poll shows that the voters in their party are far more interested in (being whipped repeatedly | balancing the budget) than continuation of the Bush tax-cuts for the top 2%.

Despite that, (Obama | House Leaders) hammered out a hasty compromise with unacceptable concessions on (the estate tax | unemployment benefits) that (are | is) in direct opposition to the overwhelming voice of the base.  It was as if (he | they) were not even listening to the people.

But was a compromise necessary?  (Obama | Republicans) had a winning hand and likely could have earned more by moving (quickly | slowly) and allowing the dirty-handed tactics of the (Republicans | Democrats) to be seen by the American people.  The fact that (House Republicans | Obama) would be willing to stand in the way of (his | their) demands would be powerful ammunition when it came time to (hold | regain) the White House in 2012.

I, (tree hugging, acai berry eating self-anointed protector of people I still see as beneath me | overweight, middle aged, balding “everyman” who could order a sandwich pedantically) will say with certainty that the (Republicans | Democrats) would have caved before allowing people to go into the next year without knowing the status of their (unemployment | tax rates).  The spectacle of the fight that (Democrats | Republicans) could have so easily won would have made it worth dragging out ad nauseum.

I say compromise has no place in politics.  (Republicans | Democrats) are (heartless | stupid), (greedy | Godless) automatons that trust people like (Rush Limbaugh | Michael Moore) and (planned 9/11 | kill babies).  Are those the kind of people you want to compromise with?

(Arianna | Ann) (Oberman | Savage)

Aaron Davies
www.blognoscor.blogspot.com

Monday, December 13, 2010

The 10 Best Fight Scenes in Movies*

*That I’ve seen.  

Fight scenes might well represent the fastest evolving element of popular film.  The rubber swords and slapstick duels of the silent era begat the gunfights and bar brawls of the later generation.  These rambunctious cowboys gave rise to the wire-riding samurai and their American equivalent (repetitious right hooks to the chin).

Okay, so it's a left hook... sue me.

In the modern era of film the fight scene has progressed to a computer-enhanced, gravity-defying ensemble of death-defying stunts and hamstring-defying martial arts.  As each film seeks to raise the bar again filmmakers are left desperate to find some new way to repackage one guy getting his ass kicked by another.

Sometimes this results in contrived, ridiculous scenarios (see Die Hard series) that pit grossly outmatched protagonists (see Karate Kid series) against pernicious, melodramatic villains (see anything by John Woo) and then bore us with long, pseudo-artistic sequences (see anything by Zack Snyder… or John Woo again for that matter) and stilted, prosaic banter (see Star Wars movies).

But sometimes they also get it right.  When all of the elements come together you’re left with an unforgettable struggle that stays with you forever.  Below are the ten that I painstakingly chose to represent the peak examples of this art form.

 #10) Madame Rose’s Restaurant 

The Movie: The Protector
The Hero: A man in search of the elephant he loves.
Opponent: 30 Gangsters wielding everything from chairs to vases to the kitchen sink.
The Setting: A 5 story restaurant with a circular stair going all the way up to the main bad guy.
The Weapon: Superhuman stamina

So awesome that he has to keep his
hands tied to hold back the fury.

Tony Jaa is an enigmatic virtuoso in the world of martial arts film.  His Ong-Bak: The Thai Warrior showed enormous promise and in his follow up, The Protector (American Title) Jaa demonstrated some of the most forward thinking and impressive stunt work ever captured on film.  His promising career is currently sputtering through a misguided trilogy building on his debut film but teamed with the right director, Jaa could produce films to compete with the pantheon of legends in the martial-arts genre.

The Protector is chocked full of spectacular fights and stunts with pathetic attempts at story in between and the supremacy of the scene I’ve chosen here is certainly debatable.  There are several other sequences in the film where he demonstrates more impressive skills.  The significance of this scene, however, is that it all takes place in a single cut.

In one continuous camera shot, Tony Jaa marches up five flights of stairs while taking out a horde of Bruce-Lee style one-at-a-time villains.  The sequence is an exquisite choreography of stunts, dangerous pratfalls, breakaway props, ferocious knees, amazing acrobatics and unbelievable stamina.

 #9) Neo v. Agent Smith (Pre-milking it to death) 

The Movie: The Matrix
The Hero: An actor whose career would have been a punch line if not for this movie.
Opponent: A really geeky looking guy who nevertheless manages to seem like a badass.
The Setting: A subway stop in some virtual quasi-world where otherwise cheesy 70’s kung-fu flick moves are both possible and awesome.
The Weapon: Cheesy 70’s kung-fu flick moves.

"I knew I shouldn't have used the slow motion bullets!"

The brilliance of the Matrix films was the story's ability to allow us to fully suspend the disbelief that makes impossible stuff seem impossible.  By setting the movie in “The Matrix”, the directors allowed us to sit back and enjoy the same wire walking nonsense that we scoff at in poorly dubbed Kung-Fu Theater stuff.

The film culminates in a show down (complete with tumbleweed-esque newspaper blowing by before they draw their shooters) between the trilogy's everyman hero and the elf with the big forehead from Lord of the Rings.  This scene swims in terrible dialogue and cliché exchanges but it manages to offer us the same old thing with a new enough skin to force audiences to sit up and take notice.

 #8) Duel of the Fates 

The Movie: Star Wars Episode One: The Phantom Menace
The Heroes: Two guys who have been dying to go all Jedi on somebody.
Opponent: The only good thing about Star Wars Episode One: The Phantom Menace.
The Setting: Some laser filled Mall of America that would really benefit from handrails.
The Weapons: Three or four light sabers, depending on how you look at it.

Pictured: Intergalactic can of whoop ass.

In the film era that will probably be best remembered for the incessant raping and pillaging of every thing I loved from childhood, George Lucas led the way by actually raping and pillaging himself.  His effort to expand upon the iconic trilogy that defined my generation was a failure unless you use money as your metric.

The Phantom Menace comes in at about 133 minutes and about 116 of those are pretty dull.  The majority of his fan base would say that he got most everything wrong in this first installment but there is one thing to which virtually all of them give their approval:  The villain.

Keeping in mind that Lucas was trying to create a villain that could compete with Darth Vader, perhaps the most quintessentially villainous character ever conceived, it is almost unimaginable that he would have hit upon a villain that would be universally endorsed from mother’s basements all across the country.  Darth Maul manages it by mixing one part ninja with two parts Lucifer and might well have saved the entire movie if they’d written in a part where he disemboweled Jar-Jar Binks.

 #7) Showdown at the House of Blue Leaves 

The Movie: Kill Bill, Volume I
The Heroine: (BLOOOOOP)*
Opponent: 88 sword-wielding bodyguards, a mace wielding personified fetish and the head of the Tokyo criminal underground.
The Setting: The same oriental restaurant where 36% of martial arts battles take place.
The Weapon: The finest sword ever made by a man.

*Beatrix Kiddo

"Alright guys, one at a time like we practiced..."

In Tarantino’s two-part homage to cheesy seventies fight scenes it is little surprise that we find a gem worthy of this list.  In a work marked by epic and brilliantly edited karate sequences, the sword fight between Uma Thurman’s character and the “Crazy 88” clearly stands above the rest.

This scene was so violent that large parts of it had to be shown in black and white.  Several times in the movie leading up to this fight, Tarantino deliberately desensitizes the audience to the thought of sudden amputations and beheadings.  He does so with the device of laughably exaggerated spurts of blood that constantly remind the movie-goer that this is all just make believe.

By doing so, he allows himself to guide us through the death and/or dismemberment of nearly one hundred nameless “bad guys”.  In a scene that might have been stomach turning in the hands of a lesser director (and still probably was stomach turning to some viewers) Tarantino manages to deftly shepherds us through the violence, constantly teetering on the edge of too much without going over.

 #6) The Battle of Carthage (Reenactment) 

The Movie: Gladiator
The Hero: The General who became a slave, the slave who became a gladiator, the gladiator who defied an Emperor.
Opponent: A mounted regiment complete with chariots
The Setting: The Coliseum (yeah, that one)
The Weapon: Generic Hero cries like “Stay together!” and “Hold the line!” (also swords)

+2 Points for epic helmet as well.

Narrowly edging out the scene with the tigers, the third gladiatorial scene in Ridley Scott’s magnum opus makes my list through a combination of originality, beautiful cinematography and nail-biting editing.  It also helps that it has history’s best “guy throwing a sword to another guy who’s on a horse” shot.

This scene takes place shortly after our hero arrives in Rome with the instruction to impress the crowd in order to get close to his nemesis, the Emperor.  He also has to kill a bunch of well-armored chicks on horses.  This is kind of like being asked to perform your piano recital on a stage filled with hungry alligators but Russell Crowe manages it in an epic display of badassery that almost makes you forget how bad Virtuosity was.

 #5) It’s Like Popeye Only With Booze Instead of Spinach 

The Movie: The Legend of the Drunken Master (American Title)
The Hero: Jackie Chan; two parts Bruce Lee, one part Buster Keaton.
Opponent: A bunch of those guys who never learned to work as a team.
The Setting: The middle of a Chinese village with no local ordinance against public drunkenness.
The Weapon: Grandpa’s Cough Syrup.

Pictured: Awesomeness.

I’ve actively avoided turning this into a list of the greatest Jackie Chan scenes.  In my opinion, one would be fully justified in littering five or six of his mind-bending works of impossibility in any list of history’s greatest fight scenes.  But in an effort to be more inclusive, I’ve forced myself to choose only one of the many deserving scenes in his storied career.

Other major contenders included the ladder fight from First Strike, the warehouse scene in Rumble in the Bronx, the Street Fighter II homage in City Hunter and virtually every time he throws a kick in Legend of the Drunken Master.  I used this dilemma as an excuse to rewatch a number of my favorite Jackie fights before ultimately settling on this one.

I chose it because more than any other single fight scene in his career, this scene exemplifies both his superhuman physical abilities and the cross-cultural appeal of his sense of humor.  By combining the two he creates an extraordinary battle against a few generic goons who quickly degenerate into biological punching bags as his powers of drunkenness grow.

#4) Quiet Man Ain’t So Quiet Now, Is He?

The Movie: The Quiet Man
The Hero: John-Freaking-Wayne
Opponent: A dude who has been asking for it since he was introduced.
The Setting: Pretty much all of Ireland.
The Weapon: Righteous fury.

"How do you say 'Bring It' in Irish?"

While this scene lacks the split second timing and cinematic fireballs we associate with fight scenes today, the beautiful backdrop and cutting edge cinematography earn it a spot in my top ten.  Even viewed through today’s critical lens it earns points for brutality, scope and the too-often forgotten part where it actually fits in with the story and has anything to do with anything.

I often fault those who assemble lists of “The Greatest ___ In Movie History” for force-fitting classic movies into places they don’t belong.  This “toss the old folks a bone” strategy is usually disingenuous and ignores the fact that filmmaking is such a young and fast evolving art form.  In other words, Alfred Hitchcock didn’t have Alfred Hitchcock’s shoulders to stand on.

With that being said, in the context of the film itself and for the profound effect that it had on future fight scenes (depending on who you ask), John Wayne kicking the crap out of Red from one side of Ireland to the other is well deserving of its place in my top 5.  I’m not saying it couldn’t have been improved if Victor McLaglen’s character hadn’t had a posse of ninja’s with flaming katanas that the Duke had to fight off with laser-nunchaku, but it’s still a really good scene.

 #3) The Long Distance Sword Fight 

The Movie: Raiders of the Lost Ark
The Hero: James Bond with a PhD and a bullwhip.
Opponent: A big dude with an impressive scimitar that may or may not be compensating for something.
The Setting: A place with a lot of sand and dust.
The Weapon: Vastly superior to that scimitar.

Technically counts as a fight scene.

Perhaps the quintessential American movie hero, Indiana Jones is a geeky academic by day and a womanizing adventurer by night… and often also by day.  Known for his clinical obsession with his hat, his extreme phobia of snakes and having only a right hook in his arsenal of physical attacks, Indiana Jones is so iconic that even his silhouette looks heroic.

The fight scene in question is by far the briefest of any on the list.  In the midst of a chase scene through one of those dusty desert villages the franchise would become known for, Indy is confronted with a large, angry dude spinning a scimitar around in just such a way as to say, “Hey look, I know how to use this scimitar.”

In what may be the second best example of America’s unique brand of heroism, Indiana Jones draws his pistol and shoots the guy before he gets within twenty feet of him.  This scene is rumored to be an improvisation that Harrison Ford dreamed up after several unsuccessful attempts to film a scene in which Dr. Jones would pull the sword from the antagonist's hand with his trusty whip.  Whether or not this is true, even the rumor makes the scene that much more awesome.

 #2) “Rules?  In a Knife Fight?” 

The Movie: Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
The Hero: The reason why “Butch” means manly.
Opponent: A guy way bigger than Butch.
The Setting: A showdown for leadership of the gang.
The Weapon: Resourcefulness and literalism.

Butch Cassidy shown here with a guy that proves you
can be ferocious even if you have a My Little Pony name.

Sadly, many of my readers will not be familiar with this scene.  Like my choice for number three, it is a brief exchange that defines the American version of a hero.   It takes place toward the opening of the film and thus it would take only a few minutes to watch it, but you would then be all but guaranteed to have to watch the whole movie so even just this tidbit could wind up costing you a couple of hours.

This one once again lacks the kung fu and wall walking we have come to expect from a fight scene.  Instead, it relies only on wit and brilliant dialogue.  So brilliant was the banter that is has been rivaled only once since Butch Cassidy debuted in 1969.

 #1) “I’m Not Left Handed Either.” 

The Movie: The Princess Bride
The Hero: Take your pick.
The Villain: The fact that the scene couldn’t be longer.
The Setting: The rocky remains of some old fort.
The Weapon: Deftly guided swords, ambidexterity, one-liners

"Which one is the Man in Black?"

In this rare mixture of brilliant swordsmanship and unparalleled in-fight dialogue, two of Hollywood’s most memorable characters face off in a sword fight that is truly deserving of the top spot on this list.  Even before the fight begins the banter between Inigo Montoya and the Man in Black endears the audience to both contenders.  When the two square off we are not sure if either is hero or villain.

The script is so good throughout that it would be easy to overlook the brilliance of the actual fight choreography.  Either element may well have stood on its own but combined together they form a harmony that could all but define perfection in film.

It’s interesting to note that the number one and two scenes on my list come from the same brilliant screenwriter.  William Goldman has proven himself to be something of a national treasure when it comes to originality in filmmaking.  His characters and stories serve to remind us on occasion that there are still things Hollywood can offer that we’ve not yet seen.

Keep ‘em coming, William… only no more of this Hearts of Atlantis nonsense.

Aaron Davies
www.blognoscor.blogspot.com


PS I apologize to my fast acting and astute readers that saw this blog before 6:48 pm est.  After a quick reread I saw 10 grammatical and/or spelling errors that needed corrected.  Blognoscor readers deserve better than that and thus as penance I will be slapping myself repeatedly for 10 days.  Oh, and I corrected those errors... hard to do when one is slapping oneself.  

Thursday, December 9, 2010

7 Video Games That Tricked Me Into Committing Felonies

There is no question that we’ve seen the end of the age of innocence when it comes to video games.  In my youth there were complaints that games like Mario and Sonic were “too violent” but then along came Mortal Kombat to show us just how quaint those concerns were.

But the spine ripping, flesh-searing graphics of Mortal Kombat could be considered tame compared with many of the mainstream games that have become staple franchises in the gaming industry.  Games like Grand Theft Auto and Call of Duty are constantly under fire for ravaging the moral fabric of the rising generation.

Views like this one suggest that these games might have an actual effect on the way our children grow up.  After reading of our unpleasant fate, I came to reflect on the games I played growing up.  While they were certainly less graphic than today’s games, they weren’t much less felonious.  It made me wonder what irrevocable psychological damage was done to me by games like…

 Super Mario Bros: 
1985
My Age: 9
My Crime: Consumption of a Controlled Substance



I suppose a general line of fault could be drawn through the whole Super Mario series, a world in which virtually anything you find that isn’t emblazoned with a skull and cross bones contains both nourishment and super powers.  As bad as that message is, it's not enough to earn a spot on my list.

However, the fact that the designers chose to base the central aspect of the game around eating mushrooms is enough to draw pause from anyone.  What’s worse, the Mario mushrooms look suspiciously like the hallucinogenic Fly Agaric mushroom with the exception of the little eyes and the tendency to scroll to the right once discovered.

Warning: Side effects might include
prolonged conversations with fire hydrants.

Now I’m not saying that the video game about a plumber who eats mushrooms in a world filled with walking cacti and improbable architecture is an allegory for a mushroom trip but I would readily excuse anyone who did make such an assertion.  Whatever the programmer’s intent, I’m certain that given the chance, the DEA would quickly schedule any mushroom that made you double in size and capable of withstanding additional turtle shell attacks.

 #2) Mario Kart 
1992
My Age: 16
My Crime: Vehicular Homicide


When I was first invited to play a game of Mario Kart it was the second iteration of the now beloved classic.  I expected I was in for a racing game much like any other.  It was Mario themed so I assumed that rather than racing cars across a racetrack we’d be racing pineapples through dungeons and in that assumption I was right.

But this is where the Mario-esque innocence ended, for the rules of the race would seem harsh to Caligula.  For the (old) readers who have never played the game, I should explain that the winner of Mario Kart isn’t so much the person who hugs the curves and handles the terrain the best.  More important is ones ability to mercilessly lob unlikely weaponry at your opponents while they zigzag through the minefield of traps you’ve left in your wake.

Pictured: Sportsmanship.

In fact, even the earliest release of the game actually had an option that allowed you to dispense with the formality of racing and just run around the track shooting at one another.  Sure, you weren't using real weapons, but the fact that you were using spiked turtle shells with wings and lightening bolts instead of grenades and guns isn't necessarily a step in the right direction.

 #3) Duck Hunt 
1985
My Age: 9
My Crime: Cruelty to Animals


Notice that I didn’t cite reckless driving or speeding as my crime in Mario Kart.  Racing games don’t trick you into speeding any more than barbers trick you into having hair.  Speeding is the point in racing games and it has been since Pole Position.  Likewise I can hardly fault a game about shooting ducks for “tricking” me into shooting ducks.

When I say cruelty to animals, I’m looking beyond the ducks to the other prominent animal character in the game: the dog.  Sure, he faithfully flushed your quarry on each stage, but for the sake of nothing but their sinister amusement, the programmers also decided to make the dog laugh at you when you missed.

Notice that the smug bastard never offers
to take a few shots or anything...

The cynical chuckle of the dog was not tempered by your expertise with the game.   He gave the same snide, condescending laugh whether you botched level two or missed one duck too many on level 10.  In that moment, overwhelmed by bitter frustration and still clutching a plastic laser gun, we all shot the dog.

Now the dog couldn’t actually get shot in the game.  You could shoot him over and over and no visible wound would appear but still I would happily fire away and cackle maniacally as he dropped back into the bushes.  I imagined he was sinking into an eternal slumber, a victim of the merciless wrath incurred by snickering at me when I was already mad.  By the time the game was done working it's psychological trickery it had turned me into a prepubescent Michael Vick.

 #4) Madden Football 
1993
My Age: 17
My Crime: Consumption of a Controlled Substance


The version of this game I played in my youth is hardly recognizable to fans of the modern iterations but the heart of the game has stayed the same.  NFL football with actual teams and actual players represented.  In opposition to the previous football games where you could choose to play either the red team or the blue team, this offered a welcome step toward realism.  As technology improves the game grows more and more like real football until, inevitably, the league will actually fine you $200,000 if your computer dude leads with his helmet.

While it seemed great at the time, one of the consequences of playing a game where you get to be Joe Montana or Barry Sanders is that you can also be Terrell Owens or that jackass wide receiver for the Bills that bitched at God in a tweet.  Not to mention the fact that this game was around when Vick was in his dog-strangling heyday.

But my experience with it predated Vick’s rise to fame and thus the only felony my virtual visage was guilty of in this game was steroid abuse.  While it is purely speculative to say that most or all NFL players are on some kind of elephant hormone, I think there’s a reason that every other sport has scandals and congressional inquiries when it comes to steroids but nobody bothers asking the 400 pound guys that came out of college at 175.

"No officer, I swear it was just the Tae-Bo!"

If we disallow recent history, one might argue that it’s because of the impeccable integrity of NFL players.  The other school of thought, of course, if the“it would be like asking Paula Abdul if she’d been drinking” theory.  It's kind of like asking your buddy if he really slept with your sister; when we know the answer's yes and want it to be no, it's safest not to ask.

 #5) Tetris 
1986
My Age: 10
My Crime: Building Code Violations


Ah, Tetris, the game so fun that it continues to play itself on the back of your eyelids for hours and hours after you try to go to sleep.  This surprisingly simple and addictive game was created by Soviet programmer Alexey Pajitnov and released in the US toward the end of the Cold War as part of a secret plot to launch all of the nuclear warheads while we were waiting for that freaking long piece to come around.

For the two cave dwelling Blognoscor readers in Antarctica that haven’t played Tetris, I should explain that it’s essentially the video game version of blocks.  It’s an endlessly frustrating and complex puzzle that starts out easy and gives you the false illusion that you’re good at it before it unleashes a torrent of useless ‘S’ shaped bricks and squares and keeps giving you 'L's that are turned the wrong way.

The difference between blocks and Tetris (other than Tetris being fun) is that when you build a wholly unsound and improbable structure with blocks, it falls down.  In Tetris whatever logic and quick thinking skills one gains from the game play are more than balanced by the terrible misconceptions they get about safe building practices.

For residents of Barcelona, it may already be too late.

 #6) The Legend of Zelda 
1988
My Age: 12
My Crime: Arson


Another game that has inspired an armada of sequels, prequels, postquels and please-not-again-quels, the Legend of Zelda was a genre-defining fantasy adventure that took players to a fantastic, mind bending world where strange creatures roamed and boomerangs actually came back to you when you threw them.

It was also the first video game that allowed you to save your progress.  Before that most games forced you to start from the beginning every time you reset it.  A few had long, clumsy alphanumeric codes of as many as 64 digits that would track your progress but they were frustrating and limiting.  This new technology allowed the programmers to make a game so big and hard to finish that only about 1% of players ever actually killed Ganon in the first one.

Believe it or not, there was a time when this was awesome.

But there was another element of Zelda that made it a fast favorite.  The game was chocked full of secret passages and hidden treasures that you could only find by wandering around and randomly smashing pots, bombing walls or burning large swaths of forest.  This was in the days before the Internet (the Cambrian) and thus the easiest way to find the secrets was to spend hours committing random acts of vandalism, terrorism and arson.

 #7) Frogger 
1981
My Age: 5
My Crime: Suicide


For some reason, suicide is a crime and from what I understand, people have actually been arrested for it.  In many ways, most games are elaborate forms of digital suicide (ie you’re going to kill off a lot more Marios for every time you kill Bowser), but perhaps none was ever as blatant an offender as the 80s classic Frogger.

Now let me switch hats here and tell the younger readers about an old-fart game.  In this game, you play the one frog on earth that can’t swim.  You’re mission, if you choose to accept it, is to dart across heavy traffic and leap into alligator infested waters over and over again until you die.  All I’m saying, kids, is when you look at Assassin’s Creed: Brotherhood be thankful for what you have.  Dad’s games sucked.

But don't take my word for it.  Tell me you're not
getting bored just looking at the screenshot.

 Conclusion: 

As I sat back and rattled off my own healthy rap sheet of virtual sins, a new thought struck me.  Despite the endless hours of my youth that I wasted blowing into the ass-end of Nintendo cartridges, I actually grew up to be a pretty nonviolent guy.  I’ve certainly never jumped on anyone’s head or attacked them with a turtle shell.

And then I read this article and this one and this one and this one and I started to realize that maybe mine was not a generation of mushroom munching, dog shooting, steroid pumping, forest burning, suicidal plumbers with road rage.  Maybe that means that there’s still hope that playing Grand Theft Auto won’t turn your kid into a thug.

What could go wrong?


Aaron Davies

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