How I Became a Villain
I love playing Paradox Interactive's strategy games, and I love Crusader Kings in particular. You have to play as a medieval ruler who can have a variety of character traits, virtues, and vices. You manage a small principality, duchy, kingdom, or empire, build something there, develop culture, fight, make alliances, weave intrigues, etc. After death, you continue to play for your heir. And so on until the end of the Middle Ages. The world of the game is alive. Everything there functions independently without you, each time in a different way. And due to this, you have to be like a hamster in the wheel to survive and make your homeland great again.
Harry Doesn’t Have A Brother
Harry doesn't have a brother. There are no people who, walking along the path of life, would not drag with them a pile of bitter regrets about what they did (or did not). If you meet a person who does not regret a single act of his, my advice to you is: run away from him with all your might.
Sometimes you begin to realize all the expressiveness and improbability of the visited country or place, returning from it and sorting through the photos. While traveling in India, I met many different people. And now, having collected all the photos accumulated over 1.5 months in a separate folder and reviewing them carefully, I was literally stunned. So many unique faces, vivid images, and stories in this country. Old people, women, men, children.. Office workers, beggars, clergymen.
The Robot Who Painted
It was terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. Frost and cold drove people into the houses, cruelly catching them with cold claws. The wind tossed prickly snowflakes into their faces, ruffled their clothes, and mercilessly bit their cheeks and noses.
He's Gone. He's Coming
The frost was at the height of his power. A small city was covered with snow, huge fluffy snowdrifts darkened in the twilight like sleeping giants. A dark blue canvas hung over the roofs, and one after another, bright points of stars flashed on it.
Alice In Borderline Review
Screen adaptations of manga and/or anime with live actors rarely go outside of Japan - this product is very specific, not resonating with Western viewers. But it seems that Netflix managed to find the key to this genre as well - the two seasons of the Alice in Borderland manga series turned out to be quite good.
Loy Krathong. Summer in the middle of winter
November 6 was the November full moon and Thailand celebrated the spectacular and warm Loy Krathong holiday. In beauty, solemnity, and concept, it is not inferior to the New Year and Christmas. Lights, flowers, candles, incense, water, music, and the main warmth of Thailand inspire a new countdown and emotional cleansing.
All Quiet on the Western Front Review
Spring 1917, the third year of World War I. Four young Germans enthusiastically receive a summons to the army. One of them, Paul (Felix Kammerer), even forges his parents' signature to get to the front with his comrades as soon as possible. “In a week, Paris will be ours,” the minister ardently repeats to the mobilized, and those charged with the will to win and heroism go to the Western Front. There they meet only fear, hunger, and death. And while politicians in beautiful suits decide the fate of the country, ordinary soldiers rush into battle, not understanding why they are dying in the mud of the trenches.
- Top Story - October 2022
Japanese budget foodTop Story - October 2022
Ask me what to do in the capital of Japan for 4 days, if all the main sights were meticulously examined 2 years ago, and Tokyo’s chaotic skyscraper buildings are already dazzling to the eyes. I could only find one answer to this question. In Tokyo - to eat! Some will say what a gastro-concerned approach, I should have gone through their Buddhist-Shinto remakes again, absorbing the concrete heritage of centuries. Nonsense, I will answer you, in Tokyo, you need to absorb completely different things!
Streaming service Hulu has released another cool exclusive - the mystical horror film Hellraiser. Until the very premiere of horror, it was hard to say with certainty what a good director David Bruckner would do - a remake, a sequel, or a pathetic parody. But unexpectedly, the eleventh part of the eternal cycle turned out to be not just a good, but an almost perfect rethinking of a familiar concept.