Flick Kick Legends, Providence Summer

Sorry folks no time for linky today. But I do want to call attention to two releases of personal importance:

Flick Kick Football Legends
I’m the credited writer for this game from Wellington’s own Pikpok Games. So most of the dumb jokes are my fault, as are many of the weird little stories that unfold down the line. It’s well worth a look I reckon!

It’s a free download:
For Android at the Google Play store
For iPhone/iPad at iTunes

Providence Summer
I’ve also just released this “series pitch” for indie tabletop game Dramasystem, based on an amazing game I ran a decade ago in Scotland. It’s basically “Stand By Me the roleplaying game”. Again, a free download. This is also notable because it’s the first bit of graphic design I’ve ever done (the whole thing, words and visuals, is my work), and the first release with the Taleturn branding on it (albeit tucked away at the end). Taleturn is my business/freelancing/consulting identity, and I do have public-facing ambitions for it, so hopefully this is the first step of many…

Find Providence Summer here

Day of the Doctor

Made it to the afternoon screening spoiler-free. Embassy Theatre full to the brim with families and teens and aging chaps like me. And the lights went down…

I have not been a fan of the latest era of Doctor Who. Despite loving Matt Smith in the role I have been frustrated and bored by the show’s narrative with its weightless mysteries. So my expectations were low.

And that does make me sigh a bit, because this is my show, barmy and self-contradictory and ever changing but always, always kind. How annoying to be waiting for change in my show as it climbs undreamt of heights in popular culture. And to have the 50th anniversary during this period!

But I was delighted. The special showed all the best of showrunner Steven Moffat, and very little of the worst. And the first moment, the first blurred hum of the opening theme from the original credits, still utterly strange and timeless, brought a tear to my eye.

I’m starting to think this special is, in fact, the highlight of the revived show. Tremendous.

My only regret is that by the time I made it out of the auditorium most of the fans in costume were gone. I really wanted a pic of the girl in the marvellous Ace costume.

Happy.

Flat Linky

Ian Rankin reviews Asterix and the Picts.

There’s a “wander about Middle-earth” thing, linked to the new Hobbit film, for users of the Chrome browser. I looked at the first bit and it was very pretty.

Short film by Alfonso Cuaron’s son showing who was at the other end of that radio contact in Gravity

Web series Flat3 is back for another run of lovely, funny episodes about an all-girl all-Asian flat in Auckland. So good. Watch it! Here, I’ll make it easy, here’s the first ep of the new run:

English has a new preposition, because internet

Where’s Wally/Waldo? Usually in the same places, because brain

Facebook has transformed my students’ writing – for the better

One of Emma’s Sigourney Weaver poems (on Helen’s blog)

Via Rachel B, a great wikipedia injoke – see what this page says on list entries where there is no illustration
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Star Wars invades kitschy Thomas Kinkade paintings

And finally, revealing the secrets behind card tricks. Wow!

Twain Linky

man. just feeling wiped. you too? have some linky.

Mark Twain secretly wrote a vignette of Queen Elizabeth swapping fart and sex jokes with Shakespeare, Jonson and Bacon. (via Allen Varney)

Oscar the Grouch vs Grumpy Cat (via Craig Oxbrow)

Linguists in the audience, does this sound legit? “huh” as the one word common to all humans. It sounds like a just-so story to me…

The best hundred novels, from the perspective of the end of the 19th century. (Again, Allen Varney)

Zombie movie scenes rendered as impressionist art. These kinda work on some stupid level; there’s some spice to using impressionist techniques to depict the shambling hordes.

Ol Dirty Bastard of the Wu-Tang auditioned for the part of Mr Ed. This audio sounds very genuine to me; could it be authentic?
also: oral history of the Clan’s breakout album

Game of Thrones vs Mr Men/Little Miss

Star Wars as an Icelandic saga

Great Gamasutra piece on the demise of “social games” as a thing.

Did you two-strap it? Or were you a one-strap pony? #onestrappa4lyfe

And finally, the Gangsta Party Line. (Not worksafe due to abundant profanity.)

Ruminator: Rape & NZ culture

I expanded the first chunk of that last post into a longer piece for the Ruminator: Rape is easy here.

It’s another example of how I’m using the existence of the Ruminator as a prompt and motivator for a different style of writing, with a different set of goals. (e.g. I write here often for myself, whereas there I often write to whatever audience I imagine.) I’m very pleased to be a contributor to the Ruminator and intend to keep sending them content.

The Ruminator is also fundraising. In theory “pay our writers” is part of the goal but I’ll just be happy if it covers the ongoing costs of hosting and registration. If you like what the Ruminator is doing, you might want to send a few virtual coins its way…

Roast Busters: Two thoughts

Two small thoughts on this whole awful business, to clear my head:

* Because of our cultural distaste for direct expressions of what we want and don’t want, NZ youth find it very difficult to seek or express sexual consent. In consequence, NZ youth are predisposed to see hazy consent as commonplace and normal

* Because of our national reliance on alcohol in social situations, NZ youth are predisposed to see gross intoxication as commonplace and normal; even desirable.

* (The above two interact in a dangerous way – I would wager a fair percentage of Kiwi youth have at least once deliberately intoxicated themselves beyond the point where they could meaningfully consent, and done so to make a sexual experience more likely.)

* This means many of the sexual interactions of NZ youth float around in a murky fog of assumption, expectation, and impaired judgment.

* In sum: certain pervasive features of NZ youth culture mean that rape is easy here.

And – this is definitely a minor point, but:

* Among the comments and outrage, I’ve seen several commenters refuse to accept that a young woman would freely choose to participate in this kind of sexual activity, particularly if she knows she is likely to be subjected to online bullying afterwards.

* They’re quite wrong, as they would know if they honestly interrogated their memories of teenage life. Sometimes, young women can and do freely choose things that seem appalling to adults. (Often that’s part of the point.)

* Of course, it’s very clear that some (perhaps a majority?) of the Roast Busters’ sexual partners are correctly seen as victims. They did not, or could not, give consent; or they were unable or afraid to withdraw consent when the reality of what they had agreed to became clear; or they decided afterwards that they had given consent to resolve cognitive dissonance.

* But not all of them were victims. This overstatement is a minor point – but it does irritate me, and I think it’s important in the long run, because if you want to change things in our society you have to start by respecting the full range of behaviours and choices made by young women (and young men, but it’s young women whose volition is typically challenged).

And now that I’ve typed that out hopefully I can get back to work without thoughts buzzing circles in my head.