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We’ve got thirteen new picks this week to close out the month of November. Thank you as always to our incredible Patreon supporters, a group that you can join if you want to help us keep this project going!

This Week in Videogame Blogging is a roundup highlighting the most important critical writing on games from the past seven days.

Critical Conversations

Let’s start things off this week with some dialectical pieces exploring industry and genre.

“I would argue for the philosophical difference that where today’s generative AIs are often posed as sycophantic and worryingly pliable, even when they’re couched as characters inside hostile gameworlds, the roguelike algorithm doesn’t just aim to please. It also wants to decieve, filling the world with random buffets and moments of treachery that border on ‘bad design’: the bouncy poison frog stuck in a narrow passage metres from the exit. Perhaps the lesson we should cling onto about roguelikes is that the world itself is the rogue.”

Hand and Foot

These are the single-game pieces we looked at this week, weaving play and player experience into a fine critical tapestry.

“I believed Baby Steps‘ not so subtle theme involving the perils of male isolation would be lost on me. I like people! My friends are great! I don’t have many hangups about what it means to be a man, I thought! After spending time with Nate and the many strangers met on the mountainside, I take my lesson. It’s okay to admit that these setbacks of mine have been hard. It’s okay to tell you that this cycle of rehabilitation has been frustrating. It’s okay to get out there and try even if I embarrass myself in front of strangers because friends always start as strangers.”

Draft Notes

Next let’s talk about design, both in abstract and in application.

“Zagreus bashes against his father repeatedly. He is a rebellious young man, and he and Hades will each never budge. At least that’s how it seems. Keep running, keep going, no end in sight, just for those brief moments on the surface. And eventually, out of nowhere, Hades doesn’t burn off his cloak and prepare to fight, he just relents. He gives in. There was no sign of when it would happen, or if it even would happen, just a father and son butting immortal heads, a familial conflict that many of us have had and know.

Melinoe is going to bring death to Chronos repeatedly because he drops magic sand and she needs five of them.“

Playing Differently

This next set explore alternative approaches to play and making, rejecting the conventional rules and revenue streams in favour of broader possibility spaces.

“The urge to create something that doesn’t exist… The possibility space that computers are, and our collective digital fantasy… as dark as things seem in context of the way the web is being changed, the way social media platforms like Instagram, YouTube, Facebook dominate our use, or are responsible for fueling so much fascism, even genocide… there’s always that alternative you can be part of. We never stopped dreaming up better ways to exist here.”

Critical Chaser

Two to close out with this week: a photo-essay and, well, you’ll see : )

“And though everything new is just the old with a vengeance, the United States of America is forced to defend its merely bicentennial culture against the forces it created. Anime moral panics come in waves of five years or so. (‘Anime’, a reminder, is a transliteration of the English word animation.) Was Pokemon going to introduce Satanism to children? No, but it ran the much larger risk of teaching this Japanese-American mode of trading and collecting, creatures valuable for both power and aesthetics printed on Magic cardstock. Where the pandemic killed Pokemon Go, it left Honkai: Star Rail, with its sex appeal and paper-thin gameplay. Now Umamusume has committed the cardinal sin. It has sullied the horse, the foundational animal of the Americas, long reduced to luxury sports like dressage and, ever-popular among gamblers, racing. The derby must stay in Kentucky. It must not be revealed that the American horse has its equal in Tokyo, its rider in Ciudad Juárez. That there was never a Wild Bill, only a teller of tall tales, dead at the poker table. Only Mexicans in kimonos.”


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