Duncan Jones is one of my favorite up and coming directors. Moon is one of my favorite movies of the past five years, and Source Code was enjoyable. What I’m now sweating is what Jones has been calling his ‘homage to Blade Runner’, talking about it even before making Source Code.

Recently Jones met with WETA to discuss this third flick of his.

I’m damp.

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Someday my children will not understand what a start button is, and that saddens me. Their wrists affixed to controls with duct tape, my commands clear. Play my little bastard spawns of my testicles, play and master the games. I want you to win gaming tournament, I want to be the gaming world equivalent of Jimmy Hart. Taunting the competition of my children. “Dad I have to pee!” they’ll lament. “Shut up, press fucking start!, and earn your nightly gruel!” They won’t know what I mean. “Start…?” and I’ll curse progress and yell “Press that button that looks like a triangle! To the right of the X!, fuck.”

Such is progress.

Until such a time, I hold you close. My gaming friends. This is Press Start! The weekly gaming slop culture fiasco, where I highlight five things that are this week only tacitly connected to gaming. What caught your eyes the past 7? Hit me.

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We, as man, have grown a functioning anal sphincter in a petri dish. Let no one say that the wonders of science aren’t always readily apparently. I will smite you.

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Jeff Fletcher is an IT dude from Bungie studios. Home of Master Chief and that secret IP that keeps Halo geeks up in a sweat at night. Fletcher is also a dude who witnessed a shootout between two people and then made a citizen’s arrest.

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So the week-long tease has climaxed, and Marvel has revealed that come November we’ll see the return of Fantastic Four. But fear not, there shall still be a Future Foundation to attend.

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Here’s a culture war that’s sure to get people all riled up. Throwing down the invective in blog posts, columns, and more. Now that gay marriage is legal in New York City, there’s a petition going around asking for Sesame Street’s Bert and Ernie to be allowed to get married.

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Here’s the thing. I’ve been telling myself that I’m trying to keep the Dark Knight Rises as fresh as possible for when I go into the theater. It is almost impossible. Certain news sites just up and throw spoilers everywhere in their headlines. I’m trying to not do the same, not be as specific. So if you want to see what may be  a new vehicle of the Bat from The Dark Knight Rises, hit the jump.

If not, god love you.

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I wasn’t certain how I felt about the possibility of a new Terminator sequel until now. I had hemmed and hawed. Equivocated. Now I know. For when I saw news that Justin Lin met with Arnold and James Cameron regarding a new Terminator flick I was all fuck yeah!

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Meet the Exige 270E. This futuristic son of a bitch is a car designed to run off of some of the more refined deliciosities in the universe. A car that can be fueled with chocolate, cheese, and win. This car is single-handedly looking to put France into a famine only the Bible could describe.

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For years I’ve been gathering friends on Facebook. People I barely know. Click Friend Request. Click. Click. All part of a master scheme of sending a fair amount of strangers pictures of testicles dressed up as Super Mario from random email addresses. The only sticking point is how to collate all of these email addresses. Facebook has given me a new tool of destruction, the ability to download all of my friends’ contact data. If they opt-in. Opt-in. Please.

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