The Geek Beat: Out of Time

The Geek Beat: Out of Time

By DC

Welcome fellow geeks to an edition of The Geek Beat that isn't simply late; this is one of those blogs that's way, way beyond late - it's so incredibly wide of where it should be in fact, this ol' blog may as well have been rerouted and forced to make an emergency landing. Why? Probably because there was an unruly passenger on board refusing to sit down as the guy next to him smelled like piss. You only have to glance at the screen-that-used-to-be-your-newspaper for references to 'civil disobedience' around the world today to see how outrage is responded to by the powers that be: out with the out, let's simply treat it as rage, and deal with it accordingly... and if that means labelling a frustrated customer as a 'terrorist' or finally getting to use those water cannons to hose down the great unwashed with a pressurised blast of hydro-justice, then bingo for saving western civilisation and double bingo for job satisfaction.

Wow. Not sure how I got onto that point. Or maybe I am. More on that later. The title of this week's Geek Beat is Out of Time - and that's apt for a couple of reasons. Firstly, apologies regular readers for the horrible lateness of this blog. I always strive to keep it weekly but sometimes that rhythm becomes more and more difficult to maintain and I find myself blogging once a fortnight or even less frequently than that... so The Geek Beat is officially Out of Time to the hopefully cheery tune that is your life. My blog is a bit like one of those dads dancing, awkwardly bopping around, terribly and self-consciously aware that the languid, rhythmic movements that once allowed him to glide around the dance floor like a sex magnet have gone, leaving him instead throwing shapes with all the coolness and grace of an old Action Man figure gaffer taped to a burning cat.

We're Out of Time in another way too, you and I. The purpose of this blog was always four-fold. To sharpen my skills as a novice writer; to entertain you, my dear reader; to act as a platform and get my words out there into the incalculable vastness of cyberspace and to give me an excuse to get out of the washing up. And just like Frodo's little Fellowship, The Geek Beat has fulfilled its purpose. Apart from maybe the entertainment part - that's for you to decide meine freunde (did I spell it right this time MK?) - over five thousand of you have clocked in since I opened up shop back in January; on top of that, writing regularly has helped me to find my voice and develop my style too. I'm not dying - I should probably point that out right away because I've just scanned the last paragraph and it reads like I'm about to say a final farewell before I kick the breathing habit and head for the great steakhouse in the sky. Nor is the blog breathing its last: it's been comatose for a few weeks but it's not done yet... when The Geek Beat finally does bite the big one it'll go down in a blaze of glory - like a chimpanzee piloting a rocket car into a firework factory... not meekly into the night like some introvert sheep. 

So get to the point already, I hear you cry. How exactly are you Out of Time and when are you going to start talking about comics or Star Wars or video games or something? Truth be told dear reader, this week... I'm not. The reason The Geek Beat has been dormant these last few weeks isn't because I've been lying on my sofa in my underwear playing Witcher III and barking at the postman when he dares to enter my territory (well, that is partly what I've been doing) but rather because I've been writing. A lot. The point of The Geek Beat was always to act as a kind of crutch, a literary version of a support group  where I could play with words, free from trolls and judgement. A safe place, if you will. And it worked. My writing has improved and because of that, it's moving to different places. My fine friends over at soon-to-launch startup site Indie Gravy have engaged my services and as well as publishing regular blogs over there, I'll also be popping up on their forthcoming YouTube channel, discussing all manner of indie-flavoured goodness. I'd especially love to hear from you if you're an indie comics creator... Chances are we can do some good things for you in terms of exposure so hit me up via Twitter if that's the case... or (as of about two seconds ago) we suddenly grew a Facebook page so head over there and get in touch.

And that's not all: some of my stuff will be making an appearance on one of the UK's biggest and most beloved geek sites... That's right... yours truly is the latest writer for Den of Geek, the beating heart of global geek culture. With a couple of million registered users and way more beyond that, it really is the the spiritual home of Geekdom. My first article went up today and you can find it here but keep 'em peeled for more to come in the coming weeks.

So where does that leave The Geek Beat? Is this goodbye? Are we really Out of Time?

Of course not dear reader! Things are just going to change a little. I'll endeavour to keep posting on The Geek Beat as regularly as possible but if you want to follow my writing regularly then you need to follow me on Twitter @VertigoDC - from there, I'll be pointing you in the direction of all of my latest efforts be they Indie Gravy, Geek Beat, Den of Geek, YouTube or other countless other bastions of geek lore.  

And what of my early anti-powers-that-be rant in this edition? I told you I'd come back to it. Like a lot of people this week I rocked up to Banksy's bemusement park, Dismaland to get a taste of entry-level anarchism... and maybe just a little rubbed off on me?  

Aside from the surly stormtroopers and water-polluted Little Mermaids, I saw a lot to talk about... and talk about it I will. Next week on The Geek Beat. 

Or maybe the week after.

Or you might have to wait three weeks or so.

Or find it on Indie Gravy?

On reflection, it's probably just quicker if you go visit the place yourself. It might be quicker.

Until next time. Now go follow me on Twitter dear reader, otherwise who knows when we'll meet again?

That's all from The Geek Beat this week folks. This has been a Vertigo production.

Head back this way next week (or maybe in a couple!) for something else... the Dismaland review or maybe even an update on the fabled ANA Project.

Until then be sure to follow me @VertigoDC but remember... Life Moves Pretty Fast. If You Don't Stop And Look Around Once In A While, You Could Miss It.  

Later Potatoes.

The Geek Beat: RETRObituary - July 2015

Welcome to the RETRObituary - July Edition

Welcome one and all to this week's edition of The Geek Beat, your weekly dose of chartreuse-green, intravenous geek gold: just like the liquid Venom bubbling through Bane's veins, a single hit of this will leave you feeling ready to take on the world, break a Batman or two, maybe even take on the immortal might of Rowdy Rhonda Rousey (although I wouldn't recommend it).

In truth, Sean Bean's chances of surviving any encounter are always pretty slim.

Seriously though, (I know that combat sports aren't necessarily geek-related but bear with me) did you see the way she decimated Bethe Correia in front of the poor girl's hometown crowd on Saturday? Owch. Rousey is looking like she could be the most dominant champ in MMA history. Speaking of champs, this week sees the return of retrogaming's pound for pound, best of the best: The RETRObituary. Looking back at true classics from the days of yore; tipping a hat to video games' astounding legacy whilst tipping the scales as the undisputed baddest blog on the planet. For new readers, we look at games celebrating birthdays this month, working our way back in five year increments. This month also sees the welcome return of RETRObituary regular and occasional Dark Lord of the Sith, Shaune Gilbert. Let's do it!

2010: Game Dev Story (iOS)

Beautiful.

So, this is new. As far as I'm aware, this is the first time in RETRObituary's long and storied history (seven whole months!  Or in Ubisoft years, eighty-six new Assassin's Creed titles!) that we've featured a mobile game. History being made right here! Game Dev Story isn't just any old mobile game either. It launched to rave reviews, introduced a wave of systems and aesthetics that have been mercilessly aped by lesser games since (the surest form of flattery) and was one of the first games to really demonstrate how a device like the iPhone could be used to create a deep and satisfying gaming experience.

The premise was excellent: take your fledgling software company, staffed solely by a couple of bedroom programmers to the very top of the gaming industry. Bank hundreds of millions of dollars then use it to train or hire staff, sink it back into R&D or simply go to sleep on the world's biggest pile of money just like Scrooge McDuck; release budget titles put together on a shoestring before slowly working your way up to huge-budget triple-A titles that top the global sales charts and vie for the prestigious annual Game of the Year awards; you can even get in on the hardware game by ploughing cash into the development of new systems such as the Sonny PlayStatus or the Intendro Whoops. Between you and I dear readers, I've always been a sucker for games that didn't bother to pay the license for a character or celebrity then just went ahead, laughed in the face of lawsuits and used their names or likeness anyway... it showcases an impressive amount of gumption; the right degree of pluck or a whole boatload of 'I don't give a damn', exactly the sort of morals that video games should be espousing, right?

Sensible World of Soccer and International Superstar Soccer both did this sublimely (I can still name the ISS '98 faux-England squad in my head now... Ehalia, Gagham, Inche), Wrestle War on the Sega Mega Drive did the same thing for wrestlers and then there was 1989's The Revenge of Shinobi which took things to the next level by having the titular heroic ninja face off against none other than the Dark Knight himself.

Shinobi faces Demon King Batman. Only in crazy ol' Japan could Batman become a bigger dick.

  Game Dev Story carries on this proud tradition by using bastardised game and console titles that are sure to bring a smile to your face and it doesn't stop there; even some of your potential employees resemble real life programming gurus! That's right, ace coders like Stephen Jobson and Gilly Bates are available for you to employ in some sort of coding supergroup - an Avengers Assemble for nerds everywhere.

   

 Might wanna put this dude on tech design and development. Call it a hunch.

The nice touches don't stop there either. Retro-style pixelated graphics have been done before (that's why they're called retro, duh!) but this was one of the first iOS games to do so. The style has been aped mercilessly since; the aesthetics of the inferior Star Command spring to mind for one, but in the case of Game Dev Story, the visuals perfectly match the game's style and tone. It's still available on the App Store today for the bargain price of £3.99 - I'm pretty sure that it used to be £2.39 which either tells you all you need to know about inflation these days or in some weird, meta-textual fashion, the game developers of the game about game development and making profits are raising the price of the aforementioned game to make more profits. Clear? Of course not.

Honourable Mentions: Crackdown 2 (Xbox 360)

2005: Global Defence Force (PS2)

 Wowsers. We've already alluded to the craziness of Japan earlier in this blog but then you get to play games like this and you realise that their collective insanity is simply some kind of wacky warped genius. It has to be to produce gems like this. The Global Defence Force series (Also known as Earth Defence Force in some regions) offers alien invasion-style carnage and city-wide destruction on an unprecedented scale and it all started right here with Global Defence Force. Taking control of a single grunt within the GDF forces you are charged with pretty much single-handedly stemming the alien invasion of Earth from countless bugs, flying saucers, bugs, giant Japanese-style monsters and more bugs. Did I mention that there were bugs?   

 Rico's Roughnecks, HooaH!!

If you're one of those sensitive souls who has an aversion to things that skitter and crawl then this probably isn't the game for you. Playing out like some quasi-sequel to Paul Verhoeven's Starship Troopers where the bugs invade Earth, you find yourself transported to far-flung continents to save the inhabitants of iconic cities by razing them and their alien invaders to the ground.

Wait, what?

That's right: Taking a page out of Man of Steel's playbook, you mete out punishment to the alien invaders by destroying entire cities full of innocent people. Almost all of the environments within each level are destructible; couple that with some of the high-explosive weaponry that you can get your sticky mitts on and suddenly (and not for the first time in its history) London is burning. In fairness to GDF, the massive amounts of enemies onscreen, (not to mention across each level as a whole) really do sell the idea that this is a full scale invasion: Big Ben's looming clock tower crawls with giant bugs; they festoon Westminster Bridge and blot out the iconic London skyline. In short, there's a lot of them so taking out huge swathes of the city to annihilate them seems like reasonable collateral damage. Superman on the other hand had far less alien invaders to deal with and he still took out most of Metropolis. And he's Superman! (Note to self: Get off soapbox get off soapbox now, this isn't a Man of Steel rant, it's a retrogames blog, sit down, that's right, sit yourself down, slowly put down the hammer and continue typing. Nobody has to get hurt today.) 

"Millions dead, billions in property damage. Is it too soon to start swapping saliva?"

I first got into the series with the follow up game, Earth Defence Force 2017 and its direct sequel Earth Defence Force 2025 on the Xbox 360 and PlayStation 3. There's a new-generation rework of 2025 coming to PS4 at some point this year with giant skyscraper-sized mech vs.monster battles added to the mix. At the moment however, there don't seem to be any immediate plans to release the game in Europe. Probably a good thing; I'm no shrinking violet when it comes to bugs, I love spiders ( although my wife made me get rid of a giant moth from our bathroom last night - when it unfurled its wings I thought I was being attacked by Batman) but even I struggled to suppress a shudder when being overrun by a horde of giant ants in the Earth Defence titles. Seeing them rendered in even greater detail might just be a step too far.

   

Cue the insectophobia I never knew I had.

Honourable Mentions: Killer 7 (Gamecube, PS2), Sid Meier's Pirates! (Xbox), Brian Lara International Cricket (PS2)

Not a great deal on tap for 2000 I'm afraid. Over to regular RETRObituary collaborator Shaune Gilbert for a look at 1995! 

1995: Castlevania: Dracula X (SNES)

Well, I was looking forward to this review, as I’m a big fan of Castlevania: Symphony of the Night on the PS1 but unlike that true classic, this instalment in the long-running series was sorely lacking. I only played this game briefly before putting a stake through its heart so its resurrection in this review will be equally brief. As for the plot, I’ll hold up my hands up and admit that I haven't got a clue. It’s supposedly a port of Castlevania: Rondo of Blood which was a PC release - it’s the usual basic Castlevania set up: you play as one of the vampire-killer extraordinaire Belmont  clan as they resume their noble quest to kill Dracula; you must also rescue Annette your girlfriend (so pretty much just a normal Saturday night for the Belmont family then, home in time for The Voice I imagine).

Let’s start with the good points:

The music in the game I thought was pretty good: it starts with a great guitar riff and some beats that seem to accentuate the urgency of progressing quickly through the level as you slay endless hordes of zombies and monsters. Graphically, it’s not the most impressive game and fails to really harness the power of the SNES but having said that, some of the characters are decent-looking, boldly designed and brightly coloured. When you come across the larger enemies they’re actually quite impressive when compared to the standard sprites, giving them the crucial distinction they need to keep you interested. I also liked some of the larger power animations when using special abilities but as special attacks go, they’ll never be as good as the Golden Axe dragon magic though. Imagine how awesome it would be to be able to summon a dragon from thin air to vanquish your foes?

Ah, Golden Axe fiery dragon revenge death magic. Why hasn't someone used this in a movie?

Oh. Right. I forgot about you.

As for the backgrounds, they could do with improvement and usually lacked detail or depth, although I did kind of like the heat waves distorting the background early on in the game. Level design itself was pretty lazy and formulaic which seems like a good time to talk about...

The bad points:

Let’s start off with the playable character: the first thing you notice is the restricted movements of your standard weapon, the ball and chain. You are limited to vertical and horizontal attacks only, no diagonal attacks at all. That's right, like a few games of this era it uses the Denial of Diagonal Attack to cheap kill your ass. So if your enemy is just above the line of attack you have to jump and time your strikes, this is kind of restrictive and slows down the enjoyment and flow of the game, especially when it comes to confronting an enemy, which leads onto to the more frustrating point below...

You can't miss, right? WRONG!

If you miss your enemy with the limited strike action you could well be hit, this causes you to lose energy which is fine, but it also has the extra effect of making you jump backwards a few spaces, often resulting in your helpless sprite falling a great distance to their death or perhaps being pushed into another enemy so you get pinballed to death. This is extremely frustrating as along with the poor level designs, if hit once you will fall to your death or for some reason fall through the stairs until you hit solid flooring.
  

As I have only played it briefly, the second level seems to stress the poor design choices to an even greater degree. Your character not only has their weapon movement restricted but also seems restricted in the sense that he seems to be severely weighed down. (By what, I wonder? How much can holy water and a few stakes weigh?) On this level, the floor gives way, meaning you have to keep moving and jump onto the next crumbling platform. Now, if you’re not near the edge you won’t make the leap (okay, no problem) but combining that with the numerous enemies in your way and your limited attack plus the knock back you get once hit, makes this a total pain in the… well, let’s just say I turned the game off in frustration a few times.

On the plus side, it does have Dracula firing flames from his crotch.

It's not just hard. It's Nintendo Hard and uses just a few too many 'Classic Video Game Screw You' tactics rather than simply creating challenge through great design. 

So my honest opinion is that it’s a poor game, lacking in many places. If you want to play all the Castlevania titles then play it and enjoy some of the creature designs and power ups but be warned you may have to buy a new controller or TV or possibly even apologise to the lonely graves of the ones you loved for murdering them once the frustration caused by this title comes pouring out of you.

This is not a good game to relax to.

Honourable Mentions: King of Fighters '95 (Arcade)

Back to DC for this month's final game then - the mighty ESWAT:

1990: ESWAT (Sega Mega Drive)

Another side-scrolling platformer without diagonal attacks, ESWAT put you in the shoes of a fresh-faced hero cop, trying to clean up the city of Liberty (watch out for Nico Bellic, man!) by gunning down a horde of identikit enemies. Despite the arcade version of Robocop utilising diagonal attacks and being released a year prior to ESWAT, your cop doesn't have the huge wealth of skills afforded by cybernetic enhancements (at least, not straight away!)

Robocop FTW.

So, unlike Detroit's feared'n'famed cyborg law enforcer, our hero in ESWAT is only a puny human so he's reduced to aiming and shooting in right angles only. (Note to all humans reading this: I think Shaune and I may have inadvertently stumbled across our race's weakness when The Machines inevitably rise up against us: retro video game lore dictates that any attacks that come in from an angle that isn't directly horizontal or vertical are impossible to defend against. Spread the word! Death to SkyNet! Victory for Zion!)

"ESWAT One reporting. No ethnic minorities to engage." "ESWAT Two, is he Hispanic?" "Roger. Homeless too." "Copy that. Powering up weapons systems."

This drawback doesn't mean that our hero is completely defenceless though. Although he doesn't have two player backup like the arcade version pictured above either, our hero has at least been issued with a sidearm and he can jump (insert joke about cops and donuts here). You start out as a Lieutenant but pretty soon, after you've murdered enough criminals by doling out your own brand of lethal justice on the streets, you get promoted to Captain, then Chief and finally, the ESWAT division. Becoming ESWAT basically means you gradually get access to more and more high-tech kit until ultimately, your cop is encased in a walking tank-suit, all threats and human empathy are securely locked out and you're left to power up and polish your weapons and stew inside your own paranoid juices, refusing to take the damn suit off because it's just become a metaphor for post-Cold War America.

Come to think of it, Sega's nineties console titles did a pretty good of prophesising the dark, dystopian and frankly depressing times in which we now live. Sonic the Hedgehog did a great job of showing how humans would continue to hunt endangered species into extinction (he's a blue hedgehog; that makes him pretty rare by my standards) which has been all over the media lately with the sad story of Cedric the Lion; on the other hand, ESWAT foreshadows the shoot-first-ask-questions-later mentality that seems to have pervaded American policing of late (you're especially likely to fall foul of this if you're of a certain racial persuasion) but more than that, the idea that the ESWAT division rank above the Chief of Police within the organisation's structure of command hints at the frightening reality of public security services being commandeered by right-wing paramilitary forces for nefarious purposes.

Captain. Chief. ESWAT?  

But this is just a gaming blog, right? We don't need to worry about frightening environmental and political realities here... so let's talk about the game! It's very similar in feel and structure to Sega's Shinobi, from the boss briefing at each level's opening to the boss fight at the level's close. In fact, the first stage climaxes with a helicopter boss that is hugely reminiscent of a similar battle in the ninja-themed side-scroller. Getting your hands on the cybernetic ESWAT suit is pretty cool, although as previously mentioned, it gets trumped by the Robocop video game on pretty much all fronts. If you've never played the arcade version of Robocop, then you really must live in a dull world of muted colours and diminished experiences. In fact, here you go - a gift from me. Be sure you aren't breaking the law by playing it though. You don't want this guy on your case:

I am the law. No, really. 

 That's all from The Geek Beat this week folks. This has been a Vertigo production.

Head back this way next week for something else... maybe an update on The ANA Project.

Until then be sure to follow me @VertigoDC but remember the First Rule of Blog Club. In a while crocodiles.

The Geek Beat: A Myth Wrapped in a Legend Shrouded in a Potato

A Geek Beat One-Shot: Maybe he's Caught in the Legend...

Rex Quondam, Rexque Futurus. 

Nope, dear reader, don't go jumping to any crazy conclusions. That's not The Geek Beat humbly apologising for skipping a week whilst cunningly using Latin to make our apology sound a little more classy. It isn't even some ancient crone-like-soothsayer's dire warning delivered through muddled prophecies and puzzling riddles - for that particular job we have Met Weather and they do a great job of making no sense when it comes to predictions (where is the sun by the way - isn't it supposed to be July? How can it be hot enough to melt the polar icecaps and yet not be warm enough in the UK to merit a frappuccino?).

The answer to my parenthetical iced beverage-based question is of course that Britain is a special place. Not only do we have our own meteorological conditions that defy all laws known to man (with the amount of water that falls from the sky each year we should all be living in some underwater Atlantean rainforest, but rainforest conditions would require a bit of sun and there's precious little chance of that...) but we're also an island and a small one at that as Bill Bryson once famously pointed out. The maximum length of America's largest lake isn't that much smaller than the entire length of our whole nation; if Sean Connery and his band of Scottish loyalists had succeeded earlier this year, Scotland would have left the Union (thus making James Bond the biggest defector of all time), the length of our diminutive nation would have diminished to something approaching the size of that lake. No bigger than an American lake. Bet the Scottish Nationalists didn't take that into consideration when they thought about ditching us.

 

Defector? Codswallop! 007 and Her Majesty have been pals since forming the Tuesday Night Basejumping Club back in 2012.

Anyhoo, the point I'm trying to make is that here in Britain we're very much an island and in a lot of ways we still have that island mentality. You only have to look at the British media's obssession (and therefore, our obssession) with migrants and asylum seekers to see that to some extent, there's still an attitude of (*engage thick, rural West Country accent*) we don't like strangers around here; our ongoing in/out relationship with Europe is another example of our inherent suspicion when it comes to other countries. Where am I going with this? Not entirely sure yet - forgive my rambling and all will soon become clear enough.

I don't tend to worry about the migrant issues for a couple of reasons. The underlying irony here is that we're a mongrel nation; a historically sceptered isle of migrants: Romans, Jutes, Angles, Saxons, Normans, Vikings, the slave trade and the days of the British Empire; Poles, West Indians and Afro-Caribbeans; Asians, Africans and East Europeans: for two millennia and more Britain has been shaped by external forces - along the way we've benefited in myriad ways, from irrigation to chicken baltis. Easy win if you ask me. The other reason I don't worry? That piece of Latin at the blog's beginning translates roughly as The Once and Future King. It's talking of course about Arthur, the fabled mythological hero who united Britain during the Dark Ages against the Saxon threat and was immortalised in medieval literature. The general idea is that after being gravely wounded whilst freeing Britain from hordes of Nazi zombies (or something), he's spirited away into the magical mists of Avalon to sleep until Britain has need of him again. So, until I see with my own two eyes this legendary hero of antiquity arise from his mystical repose and soar over my head (hopefully atop a sparkly unicorn) whilst wielding his magical blade Excalibur, I'll know that Britain is doing okay.

You may scoff and say that that's a pretty ridiculous belief system and hey, you'd probably be right. However, it's no crazier than zombie sons of Gods coming back to life post-crucifixion or the alien overlord Xenu murder-bombing a load of extra-terrestrial thetans to create human life. (Scientology is utterly bananas!) 

Anyway, I digress. Arthur (let's drop the King; historians tend to agree that his sovereignty is an embellishment of later literature) is this world-renowned mythic figure, not only here in the UK but across the world. Even our American cousins whose all-conquering Hollywoodland has taught the world the values of truth, justice and the American way are lacking in immortalised mythological characters of this stature: they have the immortal Hulk Hogan and although it seems that he's been around since the Middle Ages, hitting the legdrops on all types of dastardly villains, that really isn't the case. Not many people know this but Mr. T used his A-Team construction/montage skills (there was always welding! So much welding!)to construct Hogan from some nuts,bolts a few panels of corrugated steel and a bottle of peroxide ahead of their tag team match with Roddy Piper and Paul Orndorff at the first Wrestlemania.

 If you can afford to build a robo-Hogan, you can afford your own clothes T. Hit the jump to see the build.

Maybe that's why American (and therefore) global culture has become so obssessed with comic book superheroes; it's building a new mythology for the twenty-first century: replacing the yawning historical/cultural vacuum that existis pre-US culture with new heroes and adventures, new morality tales, fables and deeds of great renown.

Anyway.

Arthur. I'm writing about the guy not only because he's always interested me but because there's a new movie coming out next year featuring the legend himself. Knights of the Roundtable: King Arthur is currently in production and is set for a July 2016 release. Guy Ritchie is directing and Sons of Anarchy's Charlie Hunnam is playing the titular hero. I've long been a fan of Arthurian texts and whilst it seems to me that although he's done pretty well in literature, it's long past time that the 'Once and Future King' got an awesome movie. 

The cool thing about staging an Arthurian retelling is that there are so many angles from which to approach it, and understanding of the mythology is so replete amongst audiences that creators are free to follow or subvert as freely as they wish. This is evident in Arthurian fiction where some stories focus on the characters supposed celtic heritage; others (like Rosemary Sutcliffe's Sword at Sunset) on his purported Romanic roots. Bernard Cornwell's excellent Warlord Chronicles aim to place the tales squarely within an accurate Dark Ages Britain whereas Marion Zimmer Bradley's Avalon series is much more fantastical and feminist-centric. All are great and these are just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to Arthurian literature. T.H White's The Once and Future King series is next on my list; there's even the Le Morte d'Arthur if you're feeling hardcore and Mark Twain's A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court if you're not. 

Sadly, Arthur has fared less well in other media. Although he featured in a couple of half-decent RTS strategy simulations over the last few years that hasn't really ever been an amazing Arthurian video game. Capcom's 1991 Arthurian-skinned side-scroller Knights of the Round was a stirling effort in a similar vein to Golden Axe and Final Fight. It even featured a few RPGesque systems where the characters weapons and armour developed to reflect their growing status. Since then though? Very little else of quality - and when it comes to movies Camelot's Protector has struck out pretty often too. 

"Is that one of Stark's?"

Although there have been a few good Arthurian movies, there have been some pretty rank ones too. John Boorman's Excalibur (1981) is pretty good but 2004's King Arthur is a uninspired mess. Then there's Richard Gere as Lancelot and Sean Connery as Arthur in 1995's First Knight. For some reason unbeknownst to me, Connery seems to get a hard time in this blog but in fairness, he really doesn't help himself with efforts like this one. It really is as bad as it gets. As it stands, Monty Python and the Holy Grail is your best Arthurian movie, and whilst that's totally cool because it's a great film, it seems odd that there isn't a definitive re-imagining of the Arthurian legend.

And so we arrive at 2016's Knights of the Roundtable: King Arthur. The movie is set in Londinium which hints at a focus on the post-Roman civilization that Britain had become by the fifth and sixth centuries. Londinium had all but fallen into ruin and disuse by this point without the protection of the now-returned Roman Empire and perhaps this is the angle they'll go for; Cornwell certainly portrayed the city in such a way in the Warlord Chronicles and there's a writer who always strives for historical accuracy. Guy Ritchie though, isn't the sort of director who seems too bothered by anachronisms - 2011's Sherlock Holmes: Game of Shadows is full of them. To me, the inclusion of Londinium rather than say, Camelot or Hadrian's Wall affords Ritchie the opportunity to bring back a hallmark of his movies, the brash Cockney banter that typified his feted earlier films.  

What's this you say? Banter? Cockney? It doesn't sound very Arthurian!

Well, truth be told, it isn't. This certainly won't be one for the purists. The British director has already stated his intentions to make Arthur into a 'kickass action hero.' He also doesn't seem to be too worried about being too faithful to the Arthurian mythology: raised by prostitutes and battling giant snakes, war elephants and more, this isn't going to be the loyal re-imagining that one might hope for. 

   That doesn't mean that it won't be ambitious though. Charlie Hunnam is a fine actor and has proved during his run as the lead character in Sons of Anarchy (which is essentially Hamlet on two wheels) that he can go from angst-ridden, soul-searching hero to charismatic leader to violent psycho with entertaining ease. Reports that David Beckham is getting a cameo suggest that the whole thing could be completely pop-culture referential to the point of ridiculousness, but hey - let's give it a chance. If the film is making nods to modern popular culture then I say let's have some roles for the other Sons around that famous round table. Let's see Chibs and co. in there too; maybe have them as a biker gang? Ooh, I know - let's radically change the setting... California, maybe?

Or maybe I should just go watch the last season of Sons of Anarchy.

That's all from The Geek Beat this week folks. This has been a Vertigo production.

Head back this way next week for something else... maybe an update on The ANA Project.

Until then be sure to follow me @VertigoDC but remember: I don't roll on Shabbas. Later Potatoes.

  

      

The Geek Beat: Celluloid Saturdays - The End!

It's The End Of This Blog As We Know It...

(and I feel rough)

Hey all and welcome to this week's blog. It was a late night and early morning so I'll be keeping The Geek Beat tighter than a Peaky Blinder short back and sides today. A month or so ago I mentioned that the next edition of Celluloid Saturday would be the last - and so it has come to pass. I do have one or two projects lined up for later in the summer but I'll blog about those as and when. In the meantime, I've been busy beavering away to make sure that the final filmmaking blog of mine (at least for the present) has a few interesting tidbits to say thank you for reading along - I know out of all my blogs it's perhaps the least interesting so if you've been along for the ride, this is for you. 

Celluloid Saturdays started out as a lazy excuse to reprint an older filmmaking blog and give myself a weekend off from blogging once in a while - usually though I'd end up writing just as much as usual around the older blog. Today marks the final reprint of that older material; the last blog that I completed as a filmmaking noob. Without any further ado, let's have it:

Wednesday, 13 November 2013

Week 7

A hearty welcome to the final entry in my weekly blog; throughout the course of the last seven weeks you have softly trodden through the forest of my thoughts, frolicked in the silver-flecked stream that is my mind’s musings and made daisy chains upon the grassy plains of rumination. Now youngling, ‘tis time for you to go home. All that remains is for me to bid you a fond farewell.

Only first we have to talk about Health and Safety.

Oh yes, no blog is complete without it. Alongside the equally maligned entity that is Political Correctness, Health and Safety usually gets mauled by Joe Q. Average as being the chief cause of all of the world’s ills when in actual fact people should be pointing fingers at the Prime Minister and his implacable band of Lizard People. I on the other hand happen to believe that Health and Safety plays an important role. Part of this could be that one day I might just want to work for myself, maybe even employ or collaborate with others and being responsible for the welfare of others is a big deal.

Especially when they can sue you...

Like most aspects of Health and Safety, monitoring and regulating the welfare of others primarily comes down to common sense. A small amount of thought preceding a shoot can easily reduce any significant risks and lower the risks involved for everybody. As part of my day job I’ve had to fill in Risk Assessment forms before (haven’t we all? They’re like death and taxes) and whilst they often elicit a groan from the person charged with scribing such documents, their importance cannot be denied. Whether by alerting the assessor to potential new risks or forcing them to consider controls for ones that are already apparent, the purpose of a risk assessment is undeniably useful. That’s why they are standard practice across the media production industry.

For me, the application of controls is the simpler part of the process. Once I’ve figured out what the actual hazard is, determining an effective precaution is relatively simple; the part that I find tricky is deciding which hazards stand a real chance of occurring- an example being the zoo/wildlife park scenario that we discussed in class. I wouldn’t in a million years have thought about the possibility of a pregnant woman causing the animals to act differently. I suppose what I’m saying is that it isn’t possible to adequately assess every discernible risk although that in itself doesn’t negate the purpose of the Risk Assessment itself.

I did find an interesting form online that outlined the functions of different roles within a production company with regards to Health and Safety. Whilst most of the responsibility falls on the shoulders of the Producer or whoever heads up the organisation, there is a whole host of duties that cascade right down to the least experienced member of the team such as ensuring they have adequate protective gear or taking reasonable care of themselves. That in itself is pretty daunting. It makes sense though.

Anyway. Random Thoughts over.

Thanks for tuning in for the last few weeks. Hope you’ve enjoyed it.

Excelsior!

The Noob

That's right - my final blog was on Health and Safety. Talk about exciting! But don't worry dear reader: I'm not going to leave you like that: it may be the last Celluloid Saturday (yes, I'm aware that today is Sunday) and I may be seriously sleep deprived but I'm not going to say farewell like this. Instead I'm going to leave you with three videos that give you a taste of my filmmaking experiences. I've tried to choose a range; one was a large group collaboration that that I produced and later edited; another was a team effort with just myself and the talented Mr Andy Evans; the other one is all me. One is action; one is a music video; the other is a kind of human interest piece. One is old, one is newish and one is getting its world premiere right here, right now.

I suppose what I'm trying to say is that they're all different in lots of ways. Just like people are different really, only the films don't bomb each other just because they don't look the same. Or maybe they do. Did I say I was sleep deprived?

The point then, is to give you, dear reader a slice of my moviemaking pie, from past to present... and leave you then to wander into that great blue yonder. (Figuratively, not literally; it's raining outside and I'm not really dressed for it.)

Here we go then:

Film 1: *World Premiere* Tokyo Flash Rogue Advert

This one is brand new. The footage is actually pretty old - I shot it with a bunch of student filmmakers and apart from designing and storyboarding the concept, played no further part in its completion apart from at a production level. O the night of the shoot I was so hands-off I even got to play one of the ninjas! Eventually, I got a hold of the rushes and decided to have a go at recutting it with the aim of making it look closer to my original intentions. 

Actually, that's a fib. I just wanted to have a go at editing a fight scene. If you only watch one of the vids, watch this one. Enjoy.

Film 2: Alexandra Jayne's I Won't Break

Shot a couple of months ago in Worcester and released last month - this was a collaboration with Andy Evans and the very talented Alexandra Jayne. It's a simple setup - much simpler than Troubadour, our last creation together. Nuff' said. Enjoy.

Film 3: Every Blade of Grass: The Nick Amos Story

I don't do everything in black and white. Honestly, I'm not some try-hard auteur who does it for the sake of it. This film proves it. It's colour and was completed back when I was still studying. I just like it because the legendary Nick Amos, star interviewee gives a great account of life in the lower leagues of the sport as well as just being really interesting to listen to. It's a bit rough around the edges but this was very much a solo project and I was still learning back then so back right off man! Oh, for some reason the sound doesn't work well if you're listening to this on an iPhone. So there.

Anyway, hope you liked them. I'm of to catch some Zzzzzs. And thus ends the mighty saga of Celluloid Saturdays, at least for a little while. I'll be back next week to sitter on about something else. So long.

That's all from The Geek Beat this week folks. This has been a Vertigo production.

Head back this way next week for something else... maybe an update on The ANA Project.

Until then be sure to follow me @VertigoDC but know that this aggression will not stand, man. Later Potatoes.