Dropbear take the hindmost
"Rational romantic mystic cynical idealist"
Credit to the actors: they portray these tech billionaires as so unlikable, I had to fight the desire to switch off the fillum for 30 minutes, maybe 45. The four "friends" reuniting for a poker weekend at a remote superhome are exceedingly vain, greedy, callous, petty and with just enough learning to delude themselves that they are always blameless and their position on any topic is valid. That last trait comes in handy when reports begin arriving that the outside world is descending into chaos (shades of 2024's "Rumours"), due largely to A.I.-assisted misinformation from one guy's social-media platform. Indeed, rather than attempting to solve the problems, the scumbags are soon brainstorming how to exploit them - with no sacrifice too great. To say events then spiral into the farcical would be to deny the believability of the absurd pronouncements and abhorrent behaviour of these tech moguls. I'm not sure the term black comedy works, either, since there's nothing funny about the harm such people have done/are doing to society. It's rare I'll recommend a movie with no likable characters, but here we are.
Basic-bitch RPG "Dragon Ruins" [Steam] could have been done on the C64. You explore an underground maze and whenever you meet monsters, they and your party auto-battle until only one side remains (or you opt to run away). Back in the starting area, you can pay to level up a character who has earnt sufficient XP for the next level, pay to level up their gear, or buy medicine or a teleporter. That's it. I'm not sure the character classes do anything. For all that, the game loop is addictive. How long will you keep pushing your luck in the dungeon, bagging precious gold, before you return to safety, spend yer hard-earned dough on improvements and save your progress? The next random encounter could be one weak critter or a group of half a dozen tough bastards you've never met before. TPKs penalise you a certain number of days before the adventuring band is resurrected, so there may be an overall time limit. Either that or the ultimate goal is to clear the maze in as few days as possible. I should probably read the instructions :-)
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In my early teens, I sat a maths exam to try to win a scholarship to an elite boarding school. My buddy M., known more for banter than mathematical acumen, insisted on joining me in the attempt. On the plus side, his parents drove us to the venue, so my oldies copped a break. As for the test...there were some questions I could answer confidently, some I could only partially solve and some that left me stumped. After the examination, they asked everyone to wait around while they marked the papers. Then, a select few lads (and their chaperones) were invited to stay, while the rest of us were thanked for coming and told we could go home. Obviously, those boys whose names were called had scored the highest and would be further tested and/or interviewed until the scholarship was decided. M. and I simply hadn't made the grade. This was confirmed when we discussed our answers - or lack of. But that didn't stop my chancer of a pal, a day or two later, claiming a representative from the school had phoned him personally to say he'd "only just missed out". You don't have to be a maths genius to calculate the likelihood of such a scenario.
Instead of repeating the damning criticisms I made about new 'toon "Maul: Shadow Lord" to RS1 and BS, or the lukewarm review of Oz scifi flick "Occupation: Rainfall" that I gave PG, I present the latest instalment in this babes-with-bows series begun back in 2015.