Colors weave into a spire of flame Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed Bear this torch against the cold of the night Search your soul and reawaken the undying light
On that day When the sky fell away Our world came to an end In our eyes Did a fading sun rise in the dark Glimmering shadows
Silence grows In the spaces between Stretching out beyond time Rising up As a chorus of souls finds a voice Flickering through the void
These little sparks Cling onto life Everyone caught in the struggle And then the storms of change They fan the flames Scattering ashes to the wind
Every soul contains a whisper of light Gleaming faintly as it dwindles from sight No escape, no greater fate to be made In the end, the chains of time will not break
Colors weave into a spire of flame Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed Bear this torch against the cold of the night Search your soul and reawaken the undying light
As fate spins A thread without end New life draws its first breath Blossoming In a soil reclaimed from the past Where destiny holds fast
Here where we stand Hand clenched in hand Everyone caught in the struggle This is the day We finally find our way Stepping into our tomorrow
Every soul contains a whisper of light Growing louder as it calls to unite From a distance sings a chorus of souls Rising slowly, stirring heat from the coals
Colors weave into a spire of flame Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed Bear this torch against the cold of the night Light will guide you on your way to the ultimate fight
Every soul contains a whisper of light Growing louder as it calls to unite From a distance sings a chorus of souls Rising slowly, stirring heat from the coals
Colors weave into a spire of flame Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed Bear this torch against the cold of the night Light will guide you on your way to the ultimate fight
maybe its because sakurai has made a game and i have not but i just cant understand regretting that people enjoyed how your game functioned at a mechanical level so much that they played it for years and in response continuously making your succeeding games intentionally play worse to appeal to a gaming demographic who would still buy it regardless
I have made a game and this still rubs me the wrong way.
One thing not to consider certain types of players when making a game, it’s another thing to actively spite them.
Maybe he thinks he can force them to “just have fun” but I think that’d be a awful miscalculation for an experienced designer to make. Some people just approach games differently.
Did you ever read this on that topic? One interesting takeaway is that, during Brawl’s development, the simple fact that it was going to be released on the Wii instead of the Gamecube meant that Sakurai knew it would inevitably have total newcomers as its primary audience, and he designed it accordingly.
He did dislike the technicality of high-level Smash 2 play, but if his only goal with Smash 3 had been to replace that emergent finger-pretzeling with something more intentional and polished, the result would have looked like, well, Smash 4 (which has some really interesting stuff going on that Melee purists have no reason to disdain). Rather, he was more or less commissioned to make a game for noobs, which entailed some necessary compromises that he also regrets. It was not a spiteful decision by a designer trying to attract an unknown audience, but a strategic one by a publisher trying to satisfy a known one.
You're thinking of Doctor! Doctor! Neil. Doctor Who is about a brilliant but arrogant surgeon who, following a car crash that eliminates his chance of ever doing surgery again, turns to mysticism.
Close! That’s Doctor Strange. Doctor Who is the Dutch expert in law, philosophy, science, and metaphysics who, along with a solicitor, a train fiend, an administrator of an insane asylum, a nobleman, and a cowboy, hunts down and kills a notorious vampire.
No, that’s Doctor Van Helsing. Doctor Who is the longtime host of a radio program about novelty songs.
You people got me watching Goncharov, and now I’ve got to pay you back by telling you this story. So I paused the movie during a scene transition in the second act, and when I came back from the bathroom I happened to notice one of the extras in the scene. It wasn’t in focus, of course, but his face was pointed more-or-less toward the camera. The reason I noticed is because I recognized it, ‘cause it looked just like my uncle when he was in like his early twenties.
So I sent him a screenshot of it and asked if he was an extra in Goncharov, and he said he hadn’t heard of Goncharov but he was never an extra in a movie. So it wasn’t him, just some guy that looks EXACTLY like him.
They say everybody has a doppelganger out there somewhere, and now I know.
Yes. My understanding is that it actually was incredibly close, only a few dozen votes.
There is something extremely crass and a bit mean spirited about electing to kill an unpopular character by holding a popularity contest. What’s interesting is that Jason Todd’s controversial “lil’ stinker” personality was something that came in out of nowhere and was not how the character was initially introduced.
There are several really great stories, like the Teen Titans Zendia story arc, where Jason Todd was presented as not very physically impressive or powerful, but quick thinking and resourceful, who takes full advantage of the fact his enemies underestimated and ignored him (this was how he was presented in Moore’s Man Who Has Everything as well - people forget that Jason Todd saved the day in that one).
If a character isn’t working, or is widely disliked or controversial, the solution is not to give up, make them a part of a crass stunt. The solution differs from character to character, but it’s important to start with empathy. For instance, one way is to “get the audience on their side” by having them go through setbacks, so empathy gets the audience rooting for them (have their girlfriend or boyfriend leave them, have them lose their job, etc.)
I do dimly recall hearing that Jason Todd came back into the comics in some way. My knowledge of comics has a “cutoff point” so I can’t tell you any more, except that that’s one hell of a trick, considering there was a body. Other people can probably tell you more about that.
I remember having dinner with a friend (who is a somewhat,
moderately well known writer) about the character of Jar Jar Binks, and what
could be done to “save him” as opposed to killing him off or forgetting about
him. You have to remember that this was while the prequels were still going on, and we had no idea how it
would all turn out.
My friend put forward the idea that Jar Jar was secretly evil, a swerve that she stole from Isaac
Asimov’s Foundation series where it turns out that the goofy, deformed,
cowardly court jester who accompanied the heroes all this time actually had been
the evil galactic warlord known as the Mule, befriending the heroes in order to
spy on them. This has become something of a popular theory online since then, incidentally - maybe because there are a lot of Asimov fans out there. The way she described it, at some point, Jar Jar would drop the
pretense of being a fool and demonstrate formidable martial arts skills we
never knew he had, kind of like “drunken boxing” where it looks deceptively
like lurching clumsily around, and use those unpredictable movements to pound
the stuffing out of the Jedi Knights like Jackie Chan in Drunken Master.
I had another idea, one I also stole.
My idea was, at some point in the third act of a Star Wars
film, the fate of the galaxy was dependent on a suicide mission where the
outcome was all but certain death – flying into a sun or something like that to stop a bomb,
and whoever did it would pilot a ship knowing they would absolutely go to near-certain
death. Anakin Skywalker, being noble, elects to go, but Jar Jar would stop him,
saying, in a moment of rare dignity:
“No. I’ll pilot the shuttle, not you. You see, Padme loves
you, and you love her. Obi-Wan is your friend. But me…nobody loves me
at all. I don’t have any friends at all. People care if you live or die, but me…no one
cares at all if I…” And he lets that thought hang.
If you play the moment right, everyone would see for a
minute how lonely and kind of pathetic Jar Jar was, like Pagliacci. If you do
it right, everyone in the theater would be crying…over Jar Jar Binks.
The next time we see Jar Jar, we’d see his frail, dead,
lifeless burned out body, hugged by the characters. One of the female
characters would weep into his chest and clothes. But at the last minute, a toe
would move and he’d smile weakly. The audience would cheer – Jar Jar is alive! Cue the credits and the music.
From that point on, I think the audience would care about
Jar Jar. Not sure if he could be used to sell candy and frisbees, but they’d care about him. If you have empathy, you can get people to like even Jar Jar.
“In-universe,” Jar Jar Binks is popular and respected after his role in repelling the occupation, democratically elected to serve as the junior partner of one of the most beloved public figures on his planet. He has friends. Anakin and Obi-Wan like him. Padme and Palpatine - political opponents! - both trust and confide in him. (Although his confidence is eventually betrayed when he’s used as a pawn in the scheme to start the war.)
He’s unpopular in our world. And unfairly so. It’s already a failure of empathy on a grand scale. His story is that he’s ostracized for his clumsy and irritating demeanor, dismissed by those who look down on him, but his kindness and humility are what result in the coming together of everyone whose cooperation was needed to save the day.
Qui-Gon’s insistence that the Naboo and the Gungans are interdependent was lost on Boss Nass, who justifiably resents his people’s inferior status to the land-dwellers. It was Jar Jar who was able to persuade Padme to go and form the symbiont circle Qui-Gon spoke of, by prostrating herself before someone she had previously looked down on.
Jar Jar Binks is a hero. If a society that doesn’t respect a good man like Jar Jar, it’s society that has the problem.
Into the Spider-Verse is fucking phenomenal. It is easily the best comic book movie I’ve ever seen.
They nail the visuals, the characters are spot-on and perfectly cast, the emotion beats hit just right, the pacing is perfect, the story is somehow fantastic, despite trying to merge 5 different story lines together into one.