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Deadpool: A
game review.
He slices, he dices, he breaks down the 4th
wall. Deadpool is back (was he
ever really gone?!) in his own game about his own game.
Published by High Moon Studios (makers of the forgettable
Transformers games, sorry Erin), Deadpool is your less than standard 3rd
person hack and slash. Not less
than standard in terms of quality, I mean in terms of this is not your regular
video game. At all.
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| Plus, a whole lotta exploding Gambits. |
If you love Deadpool, you’ll understand the humor. If you don’t, you will. As far as hilarity goes, this game
delivers, without fail, laughs.
From DP cooking pancakes, to the song ‘Who the Fuck is That?” this may
surpass Borderlands for sheer hilarity.
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| Also, that ASS. |
Plus, it allows to you to be the superhero you’ve always
wanted to be. Feel to constrained
by being an Avenger? Not allowed
to kill anyone because you belong to the X-men? Well fuck all that.
Deadpool doesn’t care about Super-villain monologues, dramatic posturing
(other than from himself), elaborate schemes (again, other than his own), or
any of that too thick plot crap.
Nope, when confronted with a bad guy, gal, whatever, like Vertigo, he
makes his great D-list villain jokes, then shoots her right between the eyes. Because FUCK Vertigo, that’s why. Witty, mouthy, badass-y, Deadpool don’t
take no shit from no one.
So we won’t hold the whole ‘Canadian’ thing against him.
Buy it, worth every damn penny (especially to watch him
punch Mr. Sinister right in the dong).
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| Every reason you need to watch this. |
The Haunted World of El Superbeasto: A movie review.
Rob Zombie wrote, and probably directed, El Superbeasto in
the 90’s. I might need to do some
fact checking, but I’m too lazy.
Doesn’t matter, it’s amazing.
And it’s based on a comic.
For zombie Nazis and demons, there’s no better movie out
there. Not even Dead Snow. Because they’re Norwegian, that’s
why.
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| Yes, that is pickled Fuhrer. |
It’s the tale of washed up A-list celebrity / luchadore El
Superbeasto, his adopted sister Suzy X (the x is for extra boners, it says so
in the song), thin nerd bent on world domination Dr. Satan, and the girl you
think about when you’ve got your wiener in your hand Velvet Von Black.
Highly recommended if you miss the days of Rocco’s Modern
Life or Ren and Stimpy. Funny,
deadpan, worth the hour and twenty minutes. It’s on Netflix.
That’s all, I couldn’t really think of anything else to
write this week, so I went with that.
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| A great cosplay idea. BTW the gun is set to 'Shut Up Bitch' |
Had a sweet-ass dream (unfortunately, not a sweet ass-dream)
about dry rain, and two lovers so intense that it set the world aflame, and
they didn’t stop until they were naught but ash – seriously, that’s what the
narrating voice said, I can’t make this shit up. So, I’ve got some better ideas for Marcus and Marlin Mardis:
Master Monster Murderers. Expect
some more to come out for that soon.
Still waiting on… 12 more agents to tell me yay or nay for
Trader. 3 rejections in three weeks. Not really worried, but not really
hopeful either. The guy who wrote
The Pelican Brief said that for every 10 manuscripts he wrote, only 1 was good. Guess I gotta get my ass in gear.
Have a great week peoples.
New work out is posted.
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