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‘Diablo 3’ To Launch In Early 2012; Scrap My Winter Break Plans.
Diablo 3. I’ve accepted that it’s really real, a fact that sends a twinge up my balls. In a glorious way. However, I got greedy. Began thinking it may come out this year. Blizzard has confirmed that it won’t, and I cry a single tear.
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‘Star Wars’ Blu-Ray Breaks Records. Oh You Douches.
It’s disheartening to know that for every level-headed dude or dudette I come across here at OL or across the internet, there’s an insane amount of sycophantic Lucas ass-worshippers. I know a good amount of people who swore off buying the the Star Wars Blu-Rays because a) three of the movies were garbage and b) the changes to The Trilogy were unacceptable.
It appears we’re in the minority.
Neal Stephenson’s New Novel ‘Reamde’ Features Gold Farming, Glorious Wit.
Neal Stephenson wrote one of my favorite books ever, Snow Crash. So even while I’ve never been taken with him like I have Ellis, or Gibson, or Vonnegut or the rest of my pantheon, he’s still a hero of mine. I heard about his new book Reamde and how it has to do with some sort of cyber thriller predicated on gold farming. Yes. Gold farming. I started it tonight and I’m already in love.
Smash Your Enemies, Love Their Wives (And Husbands!)?
Ignore the Good evening, denizens of the Omegaverse! How is it going? Updates have been sporadic. If you’re being kind. Non-existent if you’re being too literal. The gauntlet known as campus life has up and swallowed yours truly. In my stead has been interjected a healthy amount of echoes, and perhaps the relieved sigh that finally my dumb ass is no longer vomiting volleys of painfully pandering asshole assonance. I’m just typing now. Fried. Another ten hour day, and I shouldn’t bother since I know that Rendar has had an even longer one. Thankfully I know his love for alcohol, beer, musty musks and autumn pontificating will have been pounding a brew for you tomorrow.
SO!
Simply put.
How you been?
Trailer: ‘The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo’ Four Minute Trailer Of Glory.
I alternate between being excited about the prospect of Fincher helping The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, and wishing he’d take on something more esoteric. Tonight I’m fucking excited. A four minute trailer interspersed with bits of what I assume is Reznor’s soundtrack.
It’s glorious.
Hit the jump to check it out.
Drive: Life Outside the Five Is Well Worth It
(Warning: This review contains some minor spoilers.)
Five minutes. That’s all the Driver (Ryan Gosling) gives his fellow criminals on a heist. No more, no less. Anything before or after that allotted time is not his concern; it is outside his frame of reference. But within those five minutes, he is all in, willing to do anything to get the job done. Because, during those five minutes, he is doing what he was meant to do, doing what defines him: He is behind the wheel of a get-away car, driving relentlessly for a few minutes at a time.
Variant Covers: The X-Men Meet A Temporal Mind Warp.
Shucks howdy!, everyone. This is your friendly comic book column. You know, the one where I, the blather monster tell you all the comic books I’m interested in this week. You wrestle with your distaste for me, and ideally then let me know what you’re diggin’ on in the comments box.
Monday Morning Commute: Heart-Failin’ Classics
It’s Monday.
Driving to work this morning, I saw a BMW pulled over in the breakdown lane. Hazards flashing. Black smoke billowing out from under the hood. The middle-aged driver pulled himself through the open sunroof, stood upright as though he were First Man emerging from the primordial birth canal, shook his balled-up fist at the sky, and let loose a guttural wail that cut through the nonsense-talkers inside of my radio-box. His briefcase was launched onto a station wagon, in the process cracking its windshield and scaring the illegal immigrants riding inside. He then slipped, fell off of the roof, and got to his feet just in time to spit blood into my open passenger side window as I drove by.
In my rear view, I saw him whip out his dick while strangling himself with his tie.
It’s Monday.
As such, it’s my pleasure to welcome you to the MONDAY MORNING COMMUTE! This is the spot where we share our panaceas for work-induced ennui and existential fatigue. After I show you the cocktail I’ll be using, hit up the comments section and show off your own self-medications.
Joseph Gordon-Levitt Asked Directly About Robin, Plays It Coy. Atta Boy.
JGL continues to keep hope alive for me. I want me a Robin in Dark Knight Rises. Listen man, I’m not talking about some circus motherfucker. I’m talking about a Nolanized version of the character. Simply put: someone who can don the cowl and continue the symbolism that Wayne created in the first movie.
JGL was asked about Robin, and boy did he play a fun game of equivocation.
Supergirl’s Relaunch In The DC ‘New 52’ Is Working The ‘Hunger Games’ Crowd. I’m Interested.
USA Today has some artwork from this week’s Supergirl #1, along with an interview with the comic’s co-writers. They have an interesting bent on the Supergirl character. A character that I’ve never really been interested in, but after reading them talk about her?
I’m buyin’ at least the first issue.
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