
I have, to borrow a metaphor, a lot of Fatigue cards in my deck some days.


I have, to borrow a metaphor, a lot of Fatigue cards in my deck some days.

The Procession To Calvary is better than Monty Python, because it’s probably more consistent and, perhaps surprisingly for the content, less surreal. But your mileage, as they say, may vary.

It is really very good, though. It’s very meditative. Calming. It’s possibly exactly what you need right now.

While both aspects of Murder By Numbers are pretty good, neither of them are given enough space to really breathe.

The most glaring problem is how The Suicide Of Rachel Foster fails to meaningfully engage with its central themes.

The Pedestrian is surprising and astonishing and delighting, it’s true. But for about the first hour and the last.

Reforged, like a lot of remasters today, is good for a run around if all you wanted was to give your nostalgia a long leash

I think Sayonara Wild Hearts reminded me of all the cool things I’ve liked over the years, because it’s not saying anything deeper than “Cool things are ****** great, and being cool is great too.” Which is fine. It’s all said in this incredibly alluring wash of pink and blue and purple, this brief flowerbloom of a game, this stylish, inescapably cool thing that references Tarot without, you know, trying too hard about it.