Author: Taylor Hidalgo
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It All Comes Down
Life is painfully complex.
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SMITE’s Shadows Over Hercopolis — Flashy and Repetitive
If I could set my character on AI mode and go make myself a sandwich.
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Art Tickles – Heroic Levels of Wisdom
The wisdom gleaned over a hundred now-nonexistent failures.
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Please Come In
When I was younger, I spent a lot of time feeling bad about myself. It wasn’t anything terribly traumatic, but a likely common story for the nerdier folks going through life. For me, I’ve always been a little bit on the smaller side, I wore glasses from a young age, I liked Japanese cartoons and…
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Art Tickles – A Sort of Platypus
Written for Haywire Magazine. It seems like hardly three or four months can go by in gaming circles without the conversation about games writers playing poorly coming up, and despite the myriad of flaws with the belief that there is a definitively wrong way to play, I find myself circling back to that idea like…
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Waterfront Property
The grass sways in the wind, the sea reaches up to the cliffs, spraying ocean into the air before calming once again into itself. Seafaring birds drift in the distance, after prey out of human sight. The mid-afternoon sun draws patterns of glitter onto the surface of the water. There is a smell to the…
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“Gamers” Are Still Dead, Ya’ll
Written for Escapist Magazine, recreated with permission. Although gaming is alive and well, the stereotype of a basement-dwelling Mountain Dew goblin-teenager who screams at his mother for “interrupting” his boob-modded Call of Duty match to give him his pizza rolls is image others have of gamers. It’s an image we need to resist. I think…
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Art Tickles – Preserved
The world had ended 210 years ago.
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Art Tickles – Defined by Their Exceptions
David Cage missed becoming a film director, but never let it alter his dream too much.
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Art Tickles – Boxing Ourselves In
As the walls tighten, tensions soar, and pretty soon several will die—the situation feels inevitable.
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Better Than We Found It
When I first started playing and writing about games, it was a different time. Advertisements were built on the backs of the grunge-fantasy vibe of metal bands. Or they wrapped themselves in the elegant evening dress of perfume advertisements, but eschewed the class to gaze longingly at busts and butts. The discussion surrounding games said…
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Need for Speed Most Wanted (2012) Review
Somewhere around 80 miles an hour, the engine redlines, a gear shifts, and my control becomes figurative at best.