Hiking Through Hinterlands
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Blackwell
(I wrote this in 2016. It isn’t good. It is, though, the first thing I wrote after emerging from a half decade of depression. Reposting out of sentimentality, really.) I’ve always been a little bit bewildered as to why so many blatantly lost, lonely, unhappy people flock to videogames. I’ve always found games to be…
Bayonetta, and the Rapturously Queer
As a gloomily cis, dour, self-serious straight man, nothing has poked and prodded at my gender identity more than my love of Bayonetta. The series has a reputation of pandering to the male gaze – which, to be fair, it absolutely does – but to focus on this alone would be to overlook the obvious:…
The Exhausting Artfulness of Resident Evil Village
Resident Evil 4 was a game that colonised my unconscious. It took root inside my brain. For about a week in 2006, aged twelve years old, playing through the game was all that I did. I mean that sentence literally. When I turned off Resident Evil 4, I went to my bed and I dreamed of it. Every night I did this. For a whole week, without pause: every hour of…
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