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This is Who Nintendo Labo is For

Posted in Grumblings with tags , on April 23, 2018 by chemiclord

When Nintendo Labo was announced, it received a mixed response, especially from the “hardcore gaming” world, bemoaning that this wasn’t at all for them, and who Nintendo was trying to cater to with such a childish toy.

Meet Jack.

Jack’s always been a creative sort.  There’s been more than one occasion where he has joined Fred and I at a convention booth, and just started cranking out drawing after drawing, or conjuring Frankenstein’s Monster-esque Lego contraptions, or… paper craft steering wheels for Mario Kart 8.

And this was his excitement when the big moment finally arrived.

This is who Nintendo Labo is for.  No, it’s not for the conventional gaming community, but you know what?  That’s perfectly fine.  Not everything has to be.  Sometimes, a game (and the experience that comes with it) can be for a 9-year-old kid who likes to make stuff.

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The Problem with Racist Caricatures

Posted in Grumblings on April 21, 2018 by chemiclord

I’m going to be honest.  I haven’t watched the Simpsons in forever.  The shelf life of relevance on that show expired approximately 10 years ago, and no matter how much they keep dragging that lifeless corpse onto TV every Sunday, I will continue to aggressively not watch it.

However, I am keenly aware with Chief Wahoo.

Give me a moment to connect these two.

Chief Wahoo is, to put it bluntly, the atrociously racist mascot of the Cleveland Indians.

This guy.

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And this guy.

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And this guy, for posterity’s sake.

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The sort of mascot that makes white people think it’s okay to do stuff like this to defend it against its removal.

(And don’t even get me started with the Washington Redskins.  At least “Indians” isn’t a gross ethnic slur.)

The fervor against Chief Wahoo has been steadily boiling over, and it’s been engendering a steadily rising push back, centered around a defense that the Simpsons effectively invoke when finally confronted about their own little racist caricature that they’ve been running with for twenty years.

Yep.  The Simpsons asked the same stupid question that Cleveland Indians fans have asked repeatedly as the anger towards Chief Wahoo has stirred ever hotter.

“Why weren’t you upset about this years ago?”

It’s a dumb question because the answer is simple.  They were.  You just didn’t want to listen, so you tuned it out.  Now, thanks to social media amplifying even the quietest of voices, you can’t get away with it any more.  Now you have to face your casual racism, and you don’t like it.

I say, too bad.

To the writers of the Simpsons, do better.  To the Cleveland Indians, get rid of Chief Wahoo.  This is only hard because you want to pretend it is.

(I’d chastise the Washington team, but history has proven Dan Snyder is beyond shame.)

 

It’s Been A While…

Posted in Grumblings on April 15, 2018 by chemiclord

Yep, I know it’s been forever and a day since I updated, so as an apology, I suppose I should do something for the five readers I have.

Here; take a look at what I’ve been slowly working on, little snippets from my last title in the Endgames series, The Isle of Donne.

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On The Best Last Jedi…

Posted in Grumblings on December 17, 2017 by chemiclord

Some of you might remember my review of The Force Awakens.  If you don’t, that’s okay.  I had to look it up myself to remember I said this:

The problem, for me, is that I don’t think Star Wars movies are really my thing anymore.

I was wrong.  Good Lord alive, was I wrong, and I’ve not been happier to admit that.

The Last Jedi (and I say this without hyperbole) challenges the throne that The Empire Strikes Back currently holds in my line of succession to the best Star Wars film.  It was damn near everything I wanted to see, which is remarkable considering is also contained everything I thought I didn’t like about what had become the Star Wars formula.

Picture taking one of those Millenium Falcon LEGO sets, but instead built something that looked like something from the Star Wars universe, but wasn’t like anything built before.  That’s what The Last Jedi felt like to me; Rian Johnson took all the parts of the Star Wars formula, then rearranged them, twisted them about, and somehow built a marvelously coherent film out of all those pieces that shouldn’t have been able to fit together.  The way he managed to take many of the universe’s tropes, invert them, then in some cases turn ’em around straight at the end were brilliant.

In fact, the only criticism I really have for the film was that some of the callbacks to earlier films kinda felt wedged in and forced, as if Johnson was trying to keep in the good graces of people who liked the way Star Wars has traditionally been done.

And I also thought the sort of meta-theme that played through the film resonated with me.  The fandom has deified the original trilogy in many ways; the series we remember isn’t so much what it actually was as much as what we want it to be.  How easily you accept that will likely determine just how much you enjoy this film.

If you had been waiting for the movie to shake up the formula and dare to deviate from what Star Wars is supposed to be, you’re going to love this film.  If you prefer that traditional formula, you’re probably not going to enjoy it as much.

For me?  I couldn’t recommend it enough.  The Last Jedi isn’t just a great Star Wars movie.  It’s an excellent film completely on its own merits.

 

With Friends Like These…

Posted in Grumblings with tags , on November 10, 2017 by chemiclord

And now we can add Louis C.K. to the list of despicable men who have used their position and their fame to do disgusting things to women that didn’t dare ruin their careers by speaking out.

And while it’s bad enough that this is just another example of the systemic misogyny that plagues Hollywood (can we admit that this is a big problem in our entertainment industry now?), Louis C.K. joins Joss Whedon as someone who was supposedly one of feminism’s biggest allies in the industry.

As reported by the New York Times; https://www.nytimes.com/2017/11/09/arts/television/louis-ck-sexual-misconduct.html

Ever wonder why women are always so suspicious of anyone who sounds like they support them?  People like this are the reason why.  Louis C.K. loved to say all the right things (I once noted that he could get away with a lot of seemingly sexist and racist comedy themes because he knew how to turn it around on himself, and that his “credit was good” on those topics).

And turns out he was as bankrupt as Harvey Weinstein.  It would be tough to absorb if there wasn’t a resigned “of course” about it all.  It’s no longer a surprise… these revelations are almost to be expected.

Sad thing is… it didn’t have to be this way.  When these rumors first began swirling, had Louis’s present been different from Louis past, he could have met them head on, acknowledged what had happened, and been a lesson about how people can grow and change over time.  Instead, by hiding behind the anonymity of the accusers, he allowed doubt and scorn to be turned on said accusers… which might have been the idea, really.

Hard not to look back and see Louis’s actions during all of this as an intimidation technique.  “Look at what society is going to do to you if you ever come forward and put a name to what I did to you.”  It’s an insidious implied threat and fortunately, at least in this case, society didn’t have this man’s back any longer.

On a purely personal level, this is very disappointing.  He was a brilliant performer, and had an amazing ability to turn the despicable and/or irrational behaviors of those in power on himself to deliver a message that was equal parts informing and comedic.

One of his best pieces that still had me chuckling the last time I watched it about a month ago is this one:

Now?  Well, it’s just further evidence of that age old axiom among creators.

“You write what you know.”

On Labels…

Posted in Grumblings on October 22, 2017 by chemiclord

Between Joss Whedon’s affairs and sexual improprieties, and the recent revelations surrounding Tyler “Evilore” Malka (the owner of the video game forum NeoGAF), both men who were supposedly “progressive feminists”… it’s helped me understand my own reasons why I’ve never allowed myself to wrap myself in such labels.

I’ve been reluctant to call myself anything, admittedly (well, at least not anything kind), but it was especially true when it came to the topic of feminism.  I had never particularly thought it was my place to make such a declaration, even as I faced accusations that I was somehow ashamed of being grouped in with such “prominent” creators who proudly wore the label on their sleeve (metaphorically, of course).

But now, I think there was more to my decision that I wasn’t ever able to really explain properly.  Self-labeling, at least to the extent that a lot of creators do, really doesn’t mean much.  I can call myself anything.  That doesn’t make it true.  I could call myself the next great Neo-Nazi writer (for the record, I will never do this), but it’d be an empty label if I didn’t actually do anything to advance that cause.

A label is something you earn, and in the case of being a “feminist” it’s something a man especially has to continue to prove he deserves.

For what it’s worth, if others decide I’m a feminist and my writing is of feminist quality, it’s a label I will gladly accept.  But it’s not mine to bestow upon myself, nor would it be something that once earned, I’d earn forever.

Whedon and Malka and others like them either forgot that… or never bothered to learn.

I’m not sure which would be worse.

No Conventions for Old Men

Posted in Grumblings on August 28, 2017 by chemiclord

A friend of mine who calls himself Mookie composed a post bemoaning the lack of originality that he has seen in his convention forays.

http://www.starpowercomic.com/fan-art-is-everywhere-and-its-making-me-mad/

While I don’t go to nearly as many conventions as Mookie, I can confirm what he is seeing in the ones I do attend.  Fan art and fan compositions for sale do sure seem to overwhelm the sales floors.

I’m torn on this practice, because on a purely business standpoint, I understand why artists and creators are doing this.  As much as the public bemoans the “remake and/or sequel” of our entertainment industry, they sure as hell are supporting that trend where it matters (with their wallets).  People are risk-averse by nature, and dropping money down for something they don’t know much about is a big risk… they want things they already know they like.

Originality in our entertainment isn’t particularly rewarded, and never has been.  I won’t lie when I say what little niche I’ve carved for myself is almost entirely due to fan fiction, and the bleed off that I’ve gotten from people who have seen it and decided to give my other work a shot for it.

That said, fan work really should be the key that unlocks the door, not the one that keeps you in the room.  There doesn’t seem to be much point for a creator to simply use what someone else has done (especially when you aren’t giving a cut to the person you’re effectively stealing from).  You’re not a creator at that point… you’re just a copier.

I really don’t see how that would be particularly fulfilling or even all that lucrative at the end of the day.